Love Story {Part Three}

{Read Part One and Part Two first!}
We had agreed to meet up once that following week, but after the first meeting, we ended up enjoying our time together so much that we ended up meeting up twice.   Both times we walked.  The first night, we walked around Bush Park and downtown Salem for a few hours and talked about anything and everything.  We talked about our families, what we value, what we thought about future family and kids.  Skyler told me that he wanted his own football team.  I laughed and said, “good luck to your wife!”  It wasn’t too long after that I realized he wasn’t joking.
 We layed down in the big field in Bush Park to star gaze.  Skyler took his jacket off and threw it on the ground for me to lay on.  We watched for shooting stars and talked about our dreams and goals for the future.

A couple days later, we went to a park in Skyler’s hometown and walked all around and through the woods on the trails.  We sat by the river and Skyler skipped rocks while I “kerplunked” them in.  We were both enjoying each others’ company so much and loved learning about each other.  I was completely smitten.  He was a total gentleman and asked me question after question, seeking to know me deeper.

 At the same spot on the river – taking some wedding photos a year later.

We were going to see my brother’s band, Falling Up, in concert that Friday.  Skyler called me the day before and told me he couldn’t go with me to the show after-all, because he remembered his brother started playing football again and had a game that night, and he had made a promise to his brother that he was going to go to all of his games.   I remember that I didn’t feel disappointed like I normally would have.  Instead, I told him that it was not a problem and that it was great to keep his promises.  I remember thinking, “Wow God.  That’s not normally how I would’ve felt in that situation!”  I felt like God was in control of my responses and feelings, and I thought, “wow, I’ve never been this cool!”  Skyler later told me that he was blown away by how I handled the situation and my ease about it.

A couple days later, it was Sunday again.
Skyler texted me mid-day and asked if I was going to be around again.
I wasn’t, but I told him that I was.  πŸ™‚
If he wanted to hang out again, I was going to make it happen.
 We met at the park in Skyler’s hometown again.  We walked down to the river and sat to talk.  Before we realized it, darkness fell.  We saw headlights and heard a four-wheeler come up behind us.  It was the park caretaker.  He had seen Skyler’s car in the parking lot and came to find us.  He told us the park was closed and we needed to leave.  He drove off and left Skyler and I in complete blackness – with the exception of the bright moon.  As we walked the mile through the woods back to our car, I slipped my hand through his arm so he could guide me.

 Walking through the same park with our wedding party.

We drove to the nearby elementary school (where Skyler had attended) and lay out a blanket in the field to watch for more shooting stars.
As it got colder in the night, we threw the edges of the blanket over us and scooted closer and closer, until eventually we were laying shoulder to shoulder.
Like a sweet schoolboy, Skyler asked me if he could hold my hand.

All of our feelings towards each other flowed out then.  He told me that I was an incredible girl and that he felt like he could be 100% himself around me.
I asked him how he felt about me already being married before.
He told me that He had prayed and thought about it a lot.  He said, “I thought about if it should bother or alarm me, and this sounds bad, but I had to realized to that I just didn’t care….Is that an okay thing to say?”
I told him “that’s a perfect thing to say.  Here’s why: last October, I was struggling with low self esteem and felt depressed about being married already.  I felt that I was used and not worth as much as someone who hadn’t yet been married.  God very clearly told me two things then – 1. That I had great worth.  2.  That the next person I was going to marry is ‘not going to care’.”  Exactly what God told me my next husband would say, Skyler said.  Of course, I didn’t say that exactly to Skyler at the time.  I didn’t want to scare the guy, after all.  I told him something along the lines of “the next guy I’m going to be with” isn’t going to care.  πŸ™‚

We sat on the blanket, wrapped our arms around each other, held on and just looked at the stars for an incredibly long time.  We didn’t say a word for a while.  I had an overwhelming feeling that I could shake.  Over and over again in my head, I felt “we found each other.  We’ve finally actually found each other.”  We stayed up and talked until really early that morning.  It wasn’t even late at night anymore.  It had passed to early morning.  5:30 am to be exact. 

We weren’t able to talk again until two days later, that Tuesday night.  We talked on the phone for 3 hours that night.  I asked Skyler what we were.  He said, “well, I’m ready to establish a relationship with you and be committed to you.  Not to scare you, but when I asked you to hold your hand the other night, that was me saying that I was ready to be committed to you for life.”  We talked about dating with intentions of marriage.  I couldn’t believe that here was this guy, who I knew was the one I was to marry, who was so “avoid girlfriend’s” for a few years, was telling me that he wanted to marry me after officially dating for only 2 days!!

 We decided to meet again the next day, Wednesday, at Bush Park again.  While we walked and talked, I asked Skyler, “So, we’re in a relationship.  What exactly does that mean to you?”  Skyler told me, “It means I’m committed to you and you only.”  He asked again if that was an okay answer, since he didn’t really know how else to explain it.  Again, I told him it was exactly what I needed to hear.  All year, since my divorce, the thing I prayed for everyday was for God to bring me into a relationship with someone who was just as committed to me as I was to them. 

It was that night at the park that I decided to pull out the list that my dad had made me write a year earlier.  The list of 27 things that I wanted and needed in a husband.  It took me to that point – 2 and 1/2 weeks, to realize that Skyler had all of the things on that list.  Every. Single. One.  I couldn’t believe it.  We sat under an old oak tree in Bush Park, and I handed him the list, telling him that it was something very important to me, and something that I could see that he had.

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