Well, this summer has been interesting…to say the least.
On June 6th I went to church as usual. This particular Sunday was the first of the combined services. Normally, there is a 9:30 AM and 10:45 AM service. In an effort to reach a median service that combines the best of both services (generally one for the older, more traditional audience, and another for the younger generation), Castle Hills decided to create a 10:30 AM service. Since this was the first Sunday on this schedule, some folks didn’t know of the change. One of those people was my ex-girlfriend. I noticed when she sat down on the other side of the congregation…and wondered to myself, “should I talk to her after the service?’ Sure, I had gotten rather negative about that whole situation, but who wouldn’t after not speaking for 9 months and not seeing one another for nearly a year? In the end I thought it would be ungentlemanly of me to not at least say ‘hi.’
After the service I sauntered over to the other side of the sanctuary, though I had already gone outside of the exit doors. In what seemed like an eternity, Kristen finally walked out. I couldn’t help it…I gave her a big hug. For months I pondered and dwell on what I would do or say if I saw her again. Well, that would be my answer. A hug. A really…big…hug. I believe we both sort of got emotional. Anywho, we talked in parking lot and then met up later that evening to discuss things. We met up the next night. We talked more…and more. Kristen was still living in Austin, but was hoping to get a job in San Antonio any day. Kristen made it known to me that she regretted us not getting married back when I wanted to. Eventually we decided to give a relationship a go, and even realized we should consider marriage. Shortly after this time Kristen got a good job in town, and began moving her belongings into storage; all while living with her mother.
Back to marriage. We decided on a date, but shortly before this time we realized things were a bit rushed and some details weren’t ironed out. We basically moved everything to two weeks later, since our marriage license would expire just a few days later. With our current schedules it would be difficult to obtain new ones any time soon. To just shut up and tell the point of this story…we got married on Friday, August 13th. Yes, Friday the 13th. It took us being apart to realize how much we truly loved one another. Since we felt it would be wrong to only invite a few people here and there (I wanted many folks from back home present if we went the traditional route), we decided a private ceremony with just us, the minister, and photographer would suffice. It was really special. We had the ceremony at San Pedro Park…then scurried up the interstate to Fredericksburg to the cottage I had reserved. It was a very short honeymoon, but we are set on a bigger trip in the upcoming year. I’m thinking Italy and Greece….or something similar.
EDIT: We decided we would reserve another cottage in Fredericksburg for this weekend as well…just for the extra ‘us’ time we really need away from good ‘ol SA.
While in Fredericksnurg, we went to the new Stagecoach Movie Theater to see Eat Pray Love. Seriously, this movie was quite boring; not to mention it is over two hours long. The book would probably be more worthwhile. I give it 2.5 stars.
That about sums up what has been happening….more to come….
