Have you ever talked to someone for the first time and thought Yep, he’s the one, I’m going to marry him?  That is how it was the very second Clay introduced himself to me.  It is so hilarious looking back now, at all the time we spent sending each other messages and never trying to make a relationship out of our friendship.We met online, kind of cheesy, I know. 

From the very second that messaged popped up on the screen of my phone, to the day I met him in person, I knew he was the man for me.  We spent an entire year texting, never hearing each others voice.  Although, I had never heard him speak before, his voice was so comforting and familiar when I finally heard it.  When he did eventually call, it was random, unexpected, but I answered that phone with the sweetest “Hello,” and talked to him for a short while.  I knew then, he wasn't just a friend.

Still, I had not met him.  I only knew him from what he had told me.  I did not have a clue how we would interact with one another, but somehow he stole my heart.  I don’t know why we decided to wait so long, but we finally met.  It was odd, he was passing through my hometown going back home, and we decided to meet.  I was with my mom and we talked for maybe two minutes.  His sweet smile, bashful ways, and chocolate eyes caught my attention and I could not have gotten enough of it.

Well, unfortunately, he was dating someone, who I did not approve of.  We kept in touch and he told me of how his relationship was going down the drain.  In all honesty, I could have cared less, I wanted him for myself, but I talked him through it and gave him the best advice that I could have given anyone.  I supported his decision to stay with her and did not try to change his mind, too much at least.  Days went by and I hadn’t heard from him, so I started talking to a guy.  As soon as that happened, who decided to pop back up on my phone?  Clay baby.  The poor guy that I was talking to stood no chance.  No one could have made me happier than Clay and yes, that made me feel bad, but it was the truth.

Clay and I began texting again.  He told me all about how the girl he was with wanted a break and he couldn’t do it any longer.  He was tired of getting his heart broken.  That next day, he was going to be traveling back through my hometown to go home, so we decided to get together for lunch.  Lunch consisted of one bite of pie and a few sips of sweet tea.  We talked and talked, then got up to head to the river.  I did not know what to expect.  The entire drive I asked him if he was going to kidnap me or something, but of course he didn't.

When we finally reached the river, the tension had grown and he couldn’t bare another second without kissing me.  He had this gleam in his eye and a smirk on his face, I knew what he wanted.  After walking around for a short time, we got back in the truck so we could head back to town.  He sat there for a few minutes and just watched me.  He looked nervous, so I simply looked at him and said, “You want to kiss me, don’t you?”  The only reply I got was, “Mhmm,” and a big kiss.  To this day, I still get butterflies, like I did that day, when he kisses me.

We both felt it then, we both knew we would be together forever.  We fell hard, we fell fast.  We spent as much time together and our love has grown even more than I ever knew it could.  Just a short time later, we decided to get married.  We didn’t tell anyone, we just decided to get eloped.  It scared me to tell my family, I was worried they wouldn’t approve, but here I am now.  So in love with the man of my dreams and living a beautiful life with my family.  I wouldn’t trade our crazy love story for the world.  Life wouldn’t be the same if he hadn’t popped up and became my best friend first.  He keeps me sane and shows my unconditional love.  My Clay baby, I love you more than words would ever describe!  I am so glad that you are mine and that you decided to take on life with me.

(originally posted on candicehillis.wordpress.com on June 15, 2016)

Published by Candice Hillis