On Stories

You never know what your story will look like. I was the Sophomore singing on stage at church, and he was the 8th grader in the aisle. And then six years later...⁣
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I was the one who said yes and then no to dinner when I realized it was a date. He was the one who didn’t give up. I was the one who friend-zoned a guy I was afraid to lose, and he was the one who patiently pursued. And a few months (and a lot more details, tears, prayers, and conversations) later…⁣
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I was the one dancing in the rain on a first date, and he was the one holding me close. I was the one falling in love at a distance, and he was the voice I couldn’t wait to hear. And a few months later…⁣

⁣I was the one saying yes to the man of my dreams, and he was the one down on his knees asking me for forever. I was the one in the pretty white dress, and he was the one waiting for me at the end of the aisle. And now?⁣
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We’re the ones building our dreams together, watching with joy and anticipation as our story continues to be written. It’s not all sunshine and roses and styled shoot love- it’s downright hard sometimes. But man, it sure is good. Better than any story I could have dreamed up for myself. And this is only the beginning. ⁣
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Just like us, your story is being written: each day another sentence, another purposeful paragraph. It’s beautiful and confusing and often excruciatingly slow- every detail emerging just when you think you can’t bear to wait any longer. But then a chapter comes together. And it’s breathtaking. A hard one closes, and it’s refreshing. And a new one begins. And oh friends, I can’t wait to see what’s next.

If you'd like to read more of the details of our story, check out How the Ks Came to Be: The Story of Us and The Proposal. You can also find more about me here. 

Currently,

Kelsie