The other night I was at happy hour with some girlfriends and we we're talking about how we met & got together with our husbands/boyfriends when my one girlfriend asked me if i'd written about mine + Taylor's story on the blog yet and I realized that I hadn't! So today I thought it'd be fun to share our crazy little story with y'all!
Our story is crazy indeed and I love it - I smile every time I think about how we got together and how God put each other in our lives and eventually brought us together.
It's a long story to bare with me :)
Let's begin with a little important backstory . . .
During my senior year of high school I had decided to go to this little college up in Idaho and when it came time to move up there, my parents and I packed up all of my things, filled the car and made the 20 something hour drive up to Idaho.
We didn't have a chance to visit the school prior to me going there and so everything I knew about it was based off of what we'd seen online and in pictures . . . well let me just say that the school looked like the pictures for the most part, but the town DID NOT. The town was bad . . . real bad. But I kept a positive attitude, moved my things into my new dorm and met my sweet new roommates. I even remember going out with some of my roommates that first night.
But that next morning, my parents came to my room and told me straight up that they didn't want to leave me there . . . however if I really wanted to stay they would have let me and I would've gone to school there.
Well I didn't go to school there. I chose to go back home and find a new school and figure out my next plan - I just knew in my heart that this wasn't where I was supposed to be.
So with ONE DAY until what was supposed to be my first day of my freshman year of college actually ended up being me and my parents back in the car headed home to Colorado.
I was sad, confused, scared and felt completely lost.
But on our way home we stopped in Missoula, Montana to stay the night since it was a perfect half way point in the drive. I vividly remember that we were at this little hotel and my dad brought in this city map and said, "Hey Em. There is a college here - you want to go and check it out?" And I was like, NOPE!
I was over it. Done. Didn't even want to go and look. I just wanted to go home.
BUT my dad wanted to see it and so I went . . . .
And I'm telling y'all that as soon as I stepped foot onto the University of Montana campus I knew that this was it.
This was where I was supposed to be and my heart new it.
We walked all around the campus that day and I just fell in love with it. Then we looked around at the town and I fell in love with that too. I fell in love with all of it.
Somewhere and somehow we got to talking with someone in admissions and I explained my recent situation and explained that I wanted to go here. Whoever it was that we talked to was an angel - she sent me home and told me to apply to the school as soon as I got home and so I did just that. I'm pretty sure that as soon as we we got home I threw my bags on the floor and I applied to UM.
The next morning I received an email saying that I had been accepted to The University of Montana for the current Fall Semester.
Talk about an amazing blessing and miracle.
I didn't even bother unpacking and one week later we were back on the road headed for Missoula, Montana!
I was assigned to a dorm on the sixth floor of Aber Hall and as soon as we got there we began moving in. I was placed in temporary housing for the first couple weeks that I was there until they found a permanent spot for me.
I could've been placed in any dorm on campus, but this girl on the sixth floor had a roommate that just never showed up and I ended up being placed in her room and we became roommates. That was in 2010.
Here we are, my roommate Elyse & I, at my wedding in 2016
God works in mysterious ways, y'all. It's just so cool.
So anyways . . . one night there was this event happening on the 11th floor and Elyse and I went to check it out. We were sitting at this table when this boy, Taylor, who was one of the RA's in Aber started talking to us and asked me, "where are you from?" and I couldn't hear or understand him to save my life so I said "what?" and this went on for three or so more times until the point came when my roommate, Elyse, looked at him and said "She's from Colorado!"
I couldn't even tell you what was happening on the 11th floor that night, but for whatever reason I've never forgotten that short conversation.
So the year went on and I did my thing - went to class, hung out with friends, did homework, went to football games, etc.
That boy Taylor, the RA, and I became friends. I would always wave to him whenever I'd walk in the building and he'd be at the front desk. Sometimes we'd chat. We'd say hi when we passed each other on campus.
We didn't really hang out, but he was always sweet and I liked talking to him. We were friends.
We began talking a little bit more second semester and became better friends. He asked me to fill in on one of their intramural softball games one time. We would chat over Facebook. I'd go down to the desk and visit him when he got bored.
My friends thought I'd liked him and I denied it over & over again.
By the end of the year we had become good friends.
I made him take this picture with me just a few days before I left, ha!
Freshman Year - 2010
As much as I loved Montana I decided to transfer home to Colorado - it was just too expensive and due to my situation I wasn't able to get a lot of scholarships so I decided to go home.
I'll never forget this next part. Taylor hates this story and I LOVE it.
My parents came to pick me up from Montana and Taylor just happened to be at the desk when we were moving out and I was so excited to introduce him to my parents - apparently I'd told them a lot about him . . . so I introduced my parents to Taylor and all Taylor did was look up, throw up his hand and say "Hi".
I can't even explain how bad it was y'all! I was apalled and I made him come out from behind the desk and say hi to them and I'm almost certain that in that moment he hated me, ha!
And that was my parents first impression of Taylor Baldwin . . . and one of my last impressions of him before leaving.
And that was it. I moved back home to Colorado and Montana was in the past.
Taylor & I texted quite a bit after I left and we continued to talk over the years. He told me how he had liked me that year me but because I was leaving he never did anything about it, however we both wished we had since we realized at that point that we both had liked each. But what could we do now? That opportunity had passed.
. . .
3 or so years later I decided to go to a school in Minnesota and so in December of 2013 I got a plane and was headed to Minneapolis. As soon as I landed in Minneapolis I opened my phone to a snapchat from Taylor that said "layover at MSP . . . " and all I could think was "no way . . . "
Almost 4 years later and here Taylor & I were in the same place at the same time. How is that possible?
Before I even had time to think about it, I called him up and asked if he was still at the airport and he said he was. So I grabbed my things and told him to stay where he was and that I'd be there in a few minutes.
Our gates could not have been further apart . . . I walked, and walked and then walked some more and then there he was . . . 4 years later and there was Taylor Baldwin.
We hugged and chatted for a few short minutes and then we even made sure to take a picture, because this was monumental y'all!
Our visit was short and sweet. We said goodbye and then I left and headed off to school in Winona.
We ran into each other at the airport in December and then the fall semester had just begun at Winona. Taylor & I had started talking more and we were actually talking a lot at this point. Texting almost everyday. I had been asking him to Skype for the last four years and we just never did, but then this time he wanted to. So we Skyped for the first time and we talked for forever - and then we skyped again later that night because the couple of hours that we had talked earlier in the day just weren't enough - that night he asked me if I'd like it if he came to visit me . . . and I of course said yes :)
So in November of 2014 Taylor flew out to Minnesota for the weekend to visit me . . .
. . . and we were so happy!
The weekend passed by so fast and it simply confirmed that we totally adored each other - for whatever reason, we met 4 years earlier and something sparked in us and it never really faded.
So on the last day that Taylor was in town we sat at a coffeeshop and we talked about what we should do . . . do we date? do you we try this long distance thing when this is the first time we've really seen each other in 4 years? Or do we just stay friends and leave it at that?
Well we decided to just be friends - it seemed easier that way and so that's what we did. He kissed me goodbye and he left and I immediately went and saw my friends. Thay all asked me if I was crazy and what I was thinking letting him leave that way . . .
Later that night once he got back home Taylor called me and laid his heart on the line for me - I'm not going to share it all, but he really told me right then and there that I was the one for him, that we were meant to be together and that he wanted to be with me - nothing else mattered, we could figure out the rest and all that mattered was being together.
It was then and there at midnight or possibly later and over the phone that we decided to start dating.
. . . .
Taylor was living in Florida at the time because he was in grad school there and so over the year we each flew back and fourth between Florida and Minnesota so that we could see each other.
That year he came home to Colorado with me and we spent Christmas & New Years Together
- New Years Eve -
That summer Taylor proposed . . . .
And I said YES!
. . . And we got married a little over a year later in September 2016
And that's our story!
Our story is crazy, but I love it so much. Now that I've written this and had time to reflect on how we met I am simply awestruck at how everything happened and how God brought us together in his timing. Taylor & I were chatting last night and we both said that had I stayed in Montana and we dated that next year, we don't think we would still be together. And of course that is just our assumption, but I believe that God introduced us when he did and he brought us together when he knew that our hearts were ready.
I have always loved our story - it's my favorite one to tell and as I was sitting here writing this yesterday I realized all of the sudden that it was 2 years ago yesterday that Taylor came to visit me in Minnesota and we started dating . . .
What are the chances that my friend would tell me to write about our story on the blog this week - the same week that Taylor & I started dating just 2 years ago . . . .
All I can say is that God works in mysterious ways.
Happy Friday, friends!
I'm Emilee. Twenty-something. Homebody. Believer in a simple + intentional life. Daughter of the King. Living in Austin with my hubs.
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