How I Met My Husband

I was 18 years old, in my senior year in High School, working at a bagel shop. Thomas (my husband) came in one day to order a bagel sandwich. I took his order.

He was so cute.

He came back again.

And again.

I knew.. at one of those moments… that he was going to be my husband. We weren’t dating at this point or anything, but I remember walking in the back to do dishes and thinking oh my gosh… I am totally going to marry him!! It was a weird feeling and honestly, I don’t remember too much from it.

So, he kept coming back.

He invited me to his youth group. He was one of the youth leaders of his Church.

I said I couldn’t go because I was really bad at directions. (GREAT excuse isn’t it?) He sat down in the bagel shop and for 45 minutes he drew me a map – a very detailed map- of how to get there. Now I had no excuses… so I went.

It was nice. I don’t remember much about it. I think the band was too loud and I checked my hair in the bathroom.

He kept coming back to the bagel shop and we liked each other.

Because he was a High School Youth  Leader ( he is only 2 years older than me but was in college while I was finishing up High School) and I was still in High School, we weren’t allowed to date.

So we didn’t.

I don’t know what your definition of dating is, but whatever we did, we’re sure it wasn’t dating. Hanging out maybe, but not dating.

We were great friends. We went on the same Mission trip together.

…… our story went on ………

On High School graduation day, he asked me out. Like, will you officially be my girlfriend?

Sure thing sweet babe.

He was the best boyfriend ever. And I’m not just saying that. He really was.  He wrote me love letters.

On July 10th 2005 he asked me to marry him… in the bagel shop.

(Not like will you marry me in  the bagel shop, but that is where he asked me to marry him. Get it?)

December 10th 2005 we got married.

We went to Hawaii on our Honeymoon.

I was skinny.

I can’t believe it will be five years this year! And I can’t believe my parents let me get married at the age of 20. Thanks parents! (For the blessing!!)

Love you babe.

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Published by Samantha Mellen

Certified personal trainer & health coach helping women transform their lives through fitness, abundant mindset coaching and internal peace. Mom of two boys, living life in Alaska.

17 thoughts on “How I Met My Husband

  1. Married time flies too! Life just gets so busy, and passes so quickly once you add other people into your life…like hubbies and kids.

    Congrads on 5 years!

  2. This is so cute! I'm not a mom yet and not American either but I have your blog saved as my favorite and thank you for sharing your stories with us! Reading about a love story like yours is always an inspiration!

  3. That's such a sweet story, Samantha! I love it! 🙂 I love how you *knew* he was the one! And oh my goodness, your WEDDING DRESS! Beautiful!

    congratulations on 5 years married!

  4. awesome! I met my husband while I worked at Panera! (we actually met at wal-mart where he was working, but at the time I worked at Panera lol). And we got married when I was 19/he was 20. 🙂

  5. Aww that's sweet!! Yay for young love! I met my hubby when I was 13 and married when I was 17, he had to be my legal guardian for like 6 months haha. This year will be our 10th. Oh and BTW I still think you're skinny 🙂

  6. Thanks for sharing your story! I love the photos you chose to accompany it. Not only do we have kids who are less than a month apart, I also met my husband at age 18 and got married in 2005! I am two years older than you though 🙂 Too bad you don't live in Oregon any more, I feel like we've got lots in common and should be friends 🙂

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