Four Years Ago

Four years ago, I was just a girl headed to Oklahoma for a weekend of fun with friends.  I almost didn't make it.  A flight cancellation on Friday afternoon resulted in a re-route to Tulsa instead of Oklahoma City and a serious conversation about just skipping OKC all together and meeting up on Saturday instead.  In the end, I flew to Tulsa and drove to OKC because I had promised two of my friends I'd help serve as matchmaker to introduce them.

Four years ago, The Boy from Texas was just a boy headed on a trip to look at cattle and go to a football game with his buddy.  He almost didn't come.  Work was busy and he wasn't sure he was really in the mood.  It was Oklahoma in August, which meant basically dripping sweat the entire time.  He didn't know any of the girls they would be hanging out with.

Four years ago, the girl and the boy first laid eyes on each other at the Hampton Inn in Bricktown.  They ate their first meal at Abuelo's.  They danced their first dance at the Wormy Dog.  They kissed their first kiss (oops!) late in the evening after everyone skipped down the street after shutting down that bar.

Four years ago, the boy didn't talk much to the girl the next day.  They sweated through what must have been the hottest football game in history.  The boy called another girl to come out with them to dinner.  The girl danced with another boy at the Penny.  And the two went their separate ways.

Four years ago, it started.  Today, it continues.  One boy.  One girl.  A little house.  A red-headed toddler.  A few cows.  A couple of dogs.  A baby on the way.  It's been great and hard and everything in between.  But we're sure glad to be doing this together.

That boy and that girl did pretty well that night four years ago.