Once Apon a Time...

It was New Years Eve. We were bringing in the new year of 2007. I was at a family friend's house messing around with my friends and in walked Brandon. It was all over from there.

I was at a time in my life where I had everything I thought I wanted. I was in the career I had always dreamed of, had lots of friends that I always had a blast with, and I was still young enough to be living off mom and dad and not seem like a loser, while saving and buying clothes. What more could I ask for? I had everything I wanted but I still could not explain that something felt so out of place. Like part of me was not there. Maybe that's why when I met Brandon it's like I instantly knew, he was the other part of me.

When I first saw him I was drawn to him, and I had NO idea why? The next few times we hung out it became more and more clear that he was someone who fit me very well. By about the third time hanging out something inside me told me, he was my husband, I knew he was it. I never knew anything so clear. I couldn't remember his last name or knew what his favorite color was, but I knew that he was my someone. We got in the car that night and with out any hesitation started talking about what we were going to do with these strong impressions. He knew what I knew and I never had to tell him what I felt or the thoughts in my head. I didn't have to, I could see in his face he had experienced the same thing. It was the weirdest conversation of my life but so amazing at the same time. Needless to say I didn't sleep that night. I waited till it was a reasonable enough hour and then called my mom to tell her I was getting married.


I guess you could say we eliminated all the crap that comes along with dating, ya know, that fakeness until they find out who you really are and then really get to know you. It's was never like that with us. It was so easy to be so real with Brandon and trust him so completely. We grew together real fast. I was freaked out being so young, I didn't want to get married yet. I told Brandon he would have to wait for me because I had some growing up left to do. I had no idea you could grow up so much in 10 months. Sure enough October 20th, 2007 we were married.
It was a beautiful day, it snowed. It was the only day in October that snowed actually. But it made a beautiful ceremony. As I walked down the isle it started pouring snow you could see through the big windows. There were flowers and candles everywhere. My favorite part was the gazebo that had a chandelier in the middle where my cake sat underneath. Everything about our big day was perfect. Until we went out to our get-a-way car and it was TRASHED. We drove around looking for a car wash for like a hour. By the time we found one we were so hungry and tired, we pulled over at Wendy's and ordered two Baconaders, biggie sized and all.

We went on our honeymoon to Disneyland and then to Vegas to see The Phantom of the Opera, Brandon surprised me with the best seats in the house. It was amazing, like any honeymoon would be. But then it was back to reality. That hit hard.


We just celebrated our one year anniversary. WOW. A LOT has happened in one year. We had so many ups and downs, I just feel so lucky to go through it all with Brandon. I have never felt so confident and comfortable in life until I was in his arms. I keep asking myself, why am I so lucky to have found my perfect match? With all the people in this world why did he walk through that door that night?

Since I was a sophomore in high school I kept a journal. When things got really bad I would write to my someone. Not knowing who he was but knowing I would meet him someday, I poured my heart out to him on the pages. With every guy I dated I imagined myself reading those entries to him, and the thought alone was embarrassing. Right before Brandon and I got married I went back to my since neglected journal and read my someone entries, it was as if I had written them in the present. Everything on the pages fit us, it felt like I had been writing to him all along. I know that sometimes we think we have our lives mapped out just the way we think we want it, and he was not on my map for another four years but I am so glad we found each other. I don't need to map out where I will be in 5, 10, 50, or 100 years, As long as I have Brandon I don't care.

So to Mi Amor, I love you oh so much!