Derek & Lauren.
My least favorite part about this blog post is that I had to sit down and begin with just one idea on marriage; more specifically my marriage. When marriage is your favorite, this is a tough task! However, my most favorite part about this blog post is that I had to sit down and reflect, better yet, reflect on our story…
Once upon a time…
I met Derek in February 2007, at a football event when I was a Senior in high school. I was a cheerleader and he played JV football because he was just a Sophomore (enter blushing face emoji here). At the time this was a little scandalous, but I swear to you he was the most mature Sophomore I had ever met! Much more mature than the interesting characters in my class. I mean what Sophomore guy declines a Friday night hang out with a group of Senior girls at the bowling alley because he has youth group?!
Well, numerous dates, many, many late night phone calls/texts, a number of proms, and years of college later...Derek proposed.
Derek’s family and I were headed on a plane to visit Derek’s sisters and brother on the East Coast in December 2012. We had planned two days to drive up to New York in hopes of seeing the Christmas décor and some snow!
Oh gosh, the lights, the sparkle, the smell, the music...I was literally in heaven.
We wanted a family photo in front of the tree in Rockefeller Center (you know the one where Kate McCallister found lost in New York Kevin? Yea, that one.) So we did one group shot, with “couples only” to follow.
Well, you know what happened next...yes, Derek got down on one knee, pulled out the most dazzling ring I could hardly see through a blur of tears, he gave me such a romantic speech that I needed him to repeat to me later because I couldn’t hear it over the cheering NY public. But the best part of it all was an additional surprise I did not anticipate! Through all the noise and excitement, before I could even give my long awaited “yes”, Derek’s sister yelled to me, “Lauren! Turn around!” and there behind me, my entire family! In New York!
This was huge, and just oh-so-perfect. I bawled my eyes out and it was wonderful.
A year later on December 6th, 2013, on a cold and foggy San Francisco Friday, Derek and I were married in front of God, our families, and friends. All the sweat and tears of this DIY bride were finally over, it was all so worth it.
Derek and I have never been the same since the day we said “I do”. What an awesome story to continuously reflect on. God’s grace has covered and blessed our union since day one, before we could even give Him His due credit. Now we give Him ALL the credit. He is so, so good.