Weddingbee Blog

So, I know I said I’d tell you more about how Mr. D and I came to be in early March, but I realized that although our meet-aversary was important, our “decision to meet again” is almost more important than our meeting! I think there are lots of times in life where we let opportunities slip away and we barely notice them. I am just so happy that Mr. D and I made sure to dive into the unknown with each other.

March marks the first time that when Mr. D and I say, “this time last year,” we can reference each other! When I last left off, Mr. D and I had met in Austin and then we each had to go back home. We began an intense amount of emailing, Gchat-ing, and Skype-ing, and one day when I woke up, I eagerly checked my email as usual. Mr. D had written a lovely long email after we finished Skype-ing the night before. I was running a little late for a meeting in Phoenix, but (as with all of his emails) I HAD to read it. The best part of this email was that it said he really wanted to see where things could go with us, and that he was compelled to give us a real chance.

Since I was running late though, I didn’t have time to type out a well-written, thoughtful response. So I grabbed my breakfast and coffee, jumped in my car, and called Mr. D to let him know I felt the same way, all the while trying to navigate the Phoenix metropolis, drink my coffee, and play it “cool” on the phone with a man I was madly dorky over.

Even better was the next email, which suggested we meet up again!

I was planning a move from Tucson to Miami in mid-April, and because of the timing, I suggested he visit Miami. After talking on Skype, we both decided that it would be better if we took advantage of my impending road trip. I needed a road trip buddy, and we both couldn’t wait to see each other again. My parents were less than thrilled that I was choosing to go on a 2,500 mile trip through very desolate parts of the West with someone I had been in the physical presence of for less than 10 hours.

I think at one point my mother even mentioned “bayou”, “ax murderer”, and “fed to alligators” in an email she sent me attempting to persuade me not to go. I told her to Google Mr. D, and that we had had several long conversations both on Skype and through email, and that my decision had been made.

Mr. D flew into Tucson, helped me to pack up my life, and a few days later we set out for our first stop, El Paso. We only had 4 days before I had to catch a work flight from Fort Lauderdale, so driving 12+ hours each day from then on (stopping in Austin, New Orleans, and Orlando), we really got to know each other. It was a risky move to confine myself in a 2-door hatchback filled to the brim with all my earthly possessions and another human being I’d known barely a month. But it worked for us, and we couldn’t be happier!

Did you and your fiance have an unlikely meeting (or “re-meeting”)?