My wife and I met through a mutual friend of ours. I don't remember the first time we met, but she remembers me being the dork playing video games (rocking out with Guitar Hero) at my mom's house. She also remembers my horrible mustache. A few meetings after that and still nothing; just acquaintances. Fast forward a bit. My friend gets back from being deployed over seas and tells Jazmin he is going to hang out with his friend Joe. She's still thinking of me as the dork and hasn't seen me since before my friend was deployed. She was outside and I pulled up to his apartment. She recognized the car, but didn't recognize the guy inside. I had recently graduated from the Sheriff's Academy and was super fit and clean shaven. As she tells the story she had an "ah-ha" moment and couldn't stop staring at me. That is where she says she decided we were going to be together. And I still give her grief for only liking me for my good looks. :-) We started dating and early in our relationship I was there for her when she lost her sister. That was a tough time that I feel brought us close together. Dating soon turned in to living together and then a year and a half later I popped the question in Vegas outside the Tiffany's store. Not too long after that we eloped so she could quit her job. Then just days before our one year anniversary we had our son Luke. And now we're living happily ever after. And that's the short version.
