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almost 3 years ago
September, something, 1996. I met Rogie King.
Are you 2 married now?
deadline date? ;-)
@Matt May 22 :)
December 09, 2005 I flew 8,000 miles across the pacific ocean to meet my wife-to-be for the very first time in person. We only knew each other over emails, letters, video chats and phone calls. This is the girl that I knew so well but had never actually met in person. I was nervous and excited all at the same time. I remember my heart pounding going through customs, picking up my luggage and then it was like a huge sigh of relief when I finally saw her. Amanda and I have now been married over 5 years. God is good.
On May 3rd, 2003 I married my best friend, Cynthia. We had an rocky engagement, went through pre-marriage counseling and even took a pre-marriage compatibility test, the results of which showed we were "conflicted". After our honeymoon we continued with counseling for a few more sessions. Our first year of marriage was one of our most difficult.
On May 3rd of this year we celebrated 8 years of marriage, have two kids, and continue to be crazy about each other! We've relied on the wisdom imparted to us by our friends, families, and counselors, but most importantly on our faith in Christ which is the foundation of our marriage. Without Him in our lives I don't know if we would've made it to 8 years. We laugh, we cry, we can be silly with each other, and we look forward to the years ahead of us with great anticipation and hope.
May 3rd, 2003 was the best day of my life as it was the beginning of the rest of my life.
@Phil dude, you made it past the seven year itch! Great story man.
@Kyle, where are you, or your wife, originally from?
@Kyle I can't get enough of your story. It really goes against a lot of social norms and shows what love is truly made of: sacrifice, commitment and friendship.
by Cliff Huizenga
October 17th, 2009
We started off the day at my girlfriend’s house having a Pumpkin Day—a celebration with pumpkin-flavored things. My girlfriend’s dad, Craig, stopped by for a bit to see us, and after a short visit he left again.
An hour later, we got a phone call that he was in a motorcycle accident. He didn’t own one, but had apparently rode someone’s who came by his place.
He had passed before we got to the hospital.
The date is a reminder—as well as the other deaths in mine and my girlfriend’s families—that anyone, even someone close to you who you see and talk to on a daily basis, could leave this life in an instant.
Never take them for granted.
Always show your love.
Live your life to the fullest.
almost 3 years ago
by Jake Dugard
On September 18, 2010 I got married to my best friend Stephanie Collins. On this day, it is our 8 month anniversary, so I thought it appropriate to rebound this.
It is two rings connected signifying unity. The colors are washed out colors of our wedding: teal and coral.
Edit: 6 hours later, I realized I should have rotated the rings 90 degrees to also make an 8. See attachment for full updated shot.
On April 17, 2011 I got a jolt from the universe.
My wife and I were flying back from Dayton, OH and after some increasingly weird events on the plane the stewardess informed us that we were about to make an emergency landing and to "hope for the best." For the next five minutes everyone on the plane had to tuck our heads between our legs, blind to what was going on or where we were about to land, and listen to the stewardess chant "lean forward, heads down" over and over. Everyone on that plane thought that was it, yet we touched down roughly and safely at a nearby airport. Apparently the plane had a landing gear malfunction but my wife and I didn't stick around to find out much more—we rented a car and hauled ass home.
Although that ordeal was pretty scary it's been an awesome reminder of how wonderful life is. My wife and I are closer than we've ever been—thankful for more time together—and every day feels like the gift it actually is. I'll always be grateful for that reminder, and humbled by people who experience similar situations and don't make it to the other side. Life's rad.
@Philip - My wife is Texan through and through. She was born in Snyder, TX and raised in the DFW area. I, however, was born in Savannah, GA raised in Huntsville, AL and Nashville, TN and now live in Texas.
@Kyle, ah, was curious about the 8000 mile bit, but after stalking reading your about page I see you were in the Air Force and Japan.
by Paul Armstrong
I had just shot my first wedding. My wife and two kids had come to enjoy a weekend in Indiana (or at least just experience a wedding). We were expecting our 3rd child and I was in the throes of panic — the usual what am I doing? How will we survive? Can I support our growing family? At some point during the evening something happened.
Two days later we were in an empty doctors office. Sonya sat quietly on the table. I stood, looking around. Even with lights on, the room felt dark; an encroaching, deepening darkness. It felt like hours. We tried to find things to talk about, to distract us from what we knew. I half-heartedly tried to make her laugh because I didn't want to cry.
The doctor came in and explained how we had lost the baby, at which point I left; not physically, but my entire being floated away into the darkness. I recall words like "blighted ovum" and "so sorry". Suddenly those worries of money and support and stress were a heavy burden of regret and anger and sadness.
In the months that followed both my wife and I wandered around in the dark clouds. I cared little whether I lived or died. I cried uncontrollably. We plunged into debt. I stopped caring about myself. My value. What I did. Our marriage was amicable at best. We were floating away.
Somehow I took for granted the ease, the effortless way in which I regarded my other 2 kids. I missed their blessing to our life. Somewhere in the quiet I heard God saying "This is not the end". Such a tragic thing could also turn into something better. Sonya and I both sought help, for our finances and our marriage. Within 4 months we were expecting again (and now have our 3rd child, Luke). That day changed how I look at the world and myself — my value isn't in what I do, how much I make, who I know, where I go (I will never be the best, there is always someone better, there will never be the perfect moment or another chance, there is no one who can fulfill you, there is no time but now) or my value is in the people that I invest in and who invest in me. From there stems meaning.
by Joel Jenkins
From the Photoblog:
"Last night I took my sweetheart Alicia up American Fork Canyon to photograph some star trails. It was pretty chilly outside (38F) so she stayed in the car and played Solitaire on my iPad while I setup the camera. Earlier that day I headed to the jewelers and picked up an engagement ring and it was burning a hole in my pocket. I've been thinking so hard to come up with some creative scheme to propose but nothing came to mind so I just decided to give it a go. I walked around the car and came up to the passenger door; she couldn't see out and was oblivious to my being there. I opened the door, got down on my knees and told her that I had two questions for her: If she would marry me and if I could have her for forever. I'm not sure if she actually said yes or not but she was crying and couldn't really talk very well. Eventually she got out and gave me a big hug, and very big hug and I confirmed if it was a yes or not :) So, in the dark of night while the stars drew a ring around the north star I put a ring on my sweethearts finger. Life is beautiful."
January 17, 2008 I made the biggest change of my life.
I had attended the University of Kentucky the year before, and experienced the best/worst freshman year ever. Unfortunately for me I was placed on academic suspension with a GPA of 1.47 and could not apply to any university for the fall 2007 semester. During the semester I was off I had fallen into depression, drug usage, alcoholism like my uncle who had passed away a few years earlier. Luckily for me I had friends that cared enough to pull me out of my funk and get my head on straight. I realized that my problem with school wasn't that I didn't want to try, but that I was too close to home. So on January 17, 2008 I moved to Western Kentucky University to start my college life over again. No one from my school had gone to college there in 7 years, so I was all alone there, a fresh start. It's also the day I met my future wife in our college orientation.
It is also the day I lost my grandmother, who always told me I could be somebody special. I knew I had to make her proud, by being the best person I could be.
My fiancé and I have been engaged for a year and dating for over 3.5 years now. I finally graduated (5/14/11) from WKU with a Bachelors in Advertising and an overall GPA of 3.1 (UK's 1.47 included). I am getting married this year on 11/11/11 and look back at the road I took to get here and can't believe it is finally happening. On that date I turned my life around and got back on track.
October 25th, 1991 - My 8 year old brother Matthew, who had cerebral palsy since birth, died from heart failure and complications stemming from chronic pneumonia. I had just turned 13 earlier that summer.
Because of the severity of his case of CP he couldn't really control much of his body. He couldn't speak to say "I love you", he couldn't point at the things he wanted, and there was no way for him to communicate what was wrong with him when he needed us. Despite all that he went through he always had a smile on his face and had the biggest personality that I have ever known.
From that day forward I've viewed life through different eyes. At first I wanted to live life to the fullest, making up for everything he missed when his time was cut short. But pretty early on I realized it had to be more than that. I taught myself to be tough and to fight for what I wanted and deserved. I learned to regret nothing because I was taking the time to make a thoughtful decision before acting. Most importantly I learned a lesson that I still carry through to this day and that I hope to carry through the rest of my life. Treat others with the patience and compassion with which you wish to be treated.
By the simple act of listening instead of talking over other people, looking into their eyes and sharing a moment, you give them a feeling that will warm their hearts. It's not for me to determine what is right or wrong. But, as long as I don't ever react brashly, get angry or raise my voice unnecessarily, then I won't ever have anything in my life to look back on with regret.
I may have lost a brother, who lost a lifetime of opportunity to share his unique happiness with the world, but through his involuntary sacrifice I've learned how to be more happy with my life, how to put that which doesn't truly matter on mute, and how to share that with other people.
On October 25th, 1991 I became a better, richer person. One that I strive to improve upon every day.
by Jay Carlson
in December of 2003, I was introduced to a beautiful girl at a church dinner. we danced together and chatted. I told her about wanting to work at Pixar, she talked about how she played basketball for the Huskers. it was amazing. but, being the gutless sophomore that I was, I never asked her out. she proceded to move to Colorado and out of my life (although not out of my mind).
almost 2 years after that initial meeting, my friend who originally introduced us told me that she was back in town. a little more mature and a little more sure of myself, I thought I'd better ask her out before she gets away again.
so I asked her to shoot hoops at the gym with me as a first date. my dad had previously been asking me what she looked like, so on April 21st, 2005, I took a crappy cell-phone pick and sent it to my dad. he said she had a great smile.
1 year later we were married and we've been so for 5 years now. and as Kyle said above, God is Good!
by Vin Thomas
When I was 15 I dropped out of high school and flew across the country to "make it in music". I spent time living on the streets, jumping from house to house, playing small acoustic shows, and getting into trouble.
I spent my 16th birthday in Toronto. Shortly after that I was arrested in stolen car and spent a few weeks in juvenile detention...until my mom came and bailed me out and brought me back home to Calgary.
I was back home, but was still getting into all sorts of trouble. I was arrested several more time for everything from mischief to theft. I was ordered to do 50 hours of community service for one of my misdemeanors. That's when I made the walk that changed my life.
I walked 2 blocks down the road to a church I had passed a million times. I asked one of the pastors if I "serve my time" doing work for them. He agreed. But more than that, he committed to me. He loved me and showed me more grace that I had ever been shown before.
During the course of the months I was working my community service he shared the gospel in ways that made sense to me. Not pushy, just a real man telling it to me straight. I accepted Christ at 16 and my life has never been the same.
As a result of that walk I was eternally changed. And because of that every member of my family came to know Christ.
Biggest landmark ever. Nothing in my life can top it.
by Inka Mathew
Well, I have 2 important life-changing dates in my life (aside from my wedding day). The births of my two kids, Aron and Nora :-). Attached is a shot of Nora's birth announcement (folds in the middle)
Aron's birth was an emergency c-section, and we were really disappointed with how things were handled at the hospital. So for Nora, we decided on a home birth with the help of a midwife and a doula (no, I'm not nuts). She was born at home and it was a wonderful blessed experience for all of us. My son Aron got to see his baby sister right away and kissed her, and my husband got to cut her cord. I would do it all over again.
by Joe Prince
I was addicted to cocaine, ecstasy, and speed all through high school. I overdosed after being on a cocaine binge for 8 days and was sent to rehab by my parents. The last time I used drugs was Christmas Eve 2007, so my official clean date is Christmas day of 2007.
Now being clean for about 3.5 years I finally have my life back in control. Designing is a hobby of mine that I picked up to occupy my time as a result of getting clean. I just got accepted to the University of California Los Angeles (UCLA) a couple of weeks ago with a major in Mechanical Engineering. Needless to say I am very excited to move forward and focus on my future.
Life is good.
by Joshua Krohn
In January of 1994 in Phoenix, Arizona I fell out of an orange tree and tore my spleen. Little did I know that this event would set off a chain reaction that would land me in Southeastern Wisconsin, married, and the happiest I have ever been.
I don't remember much while deliriously trying to recover in the hospital. At 12 years young, such an event was traumatic with the convulsions, passing out, endless blood tests, and threat of surgery. This event transformed me from a very reserved little boy into someone full of life and vigor.
In a nutshell, I fell in love with music during high school (something I never would have dared to pursue before), which led me to college in Minnesota to study to be a high school music educator. I ended up not finishing that career path but I did end up meeting my future wife, who was from Wisconsin. Two years later we were married. I've never shared such an unconditional love with someone else before. It is an incredible support system I have in her.
Looking back on that event, it is truly amazing to see the dots that Jesus connected in my life. Every day I am blown away at just how everything has worked out to His will and how blessed my life is.
by Dani Kelley
I met my husband at college the year before. We filled a few stereotypes - I greatly disliked him upon first meeting him, but within three months we'd decided we wanted to get married. Yeah, we were THAT couple.
Our wedding was a landmark for us both. Since he was from Mississippi and I was from Maryland, I didn't get a chance to meet his parents until four days before the wedding. We also met his birth mother for the first time...three days before the wedding.
It was really quite a bitter-sweet day for me, looking back on it. I married the man I loved with all my heart, surrounded by family and friends...many of whom didn't think we should get married. But now, almost 2 years later, I'm just as convinced that it was the best decision I ever made.
This is the logo I designed for our wedding. Yes, I did. You can see the entire wedding package at Behance.
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