Jimmy and I met so long ago that neither of us know exactly when it was but we can guess that I was about 12 and he was around 15. But we know that it was at church, and I can very distinctly remember saying I would love to marry someone just like him someday, though he was not as quick to make that decision.
My freshman year I asked him to be my date for homecoming, he conveniently "had to work". I now know that was probably the truth as I have heard that a lot through out the years. We only talked a few times over the next few years. Until my senior year I worked up the courage to ask him to go on a double date on valentines day, well to have someone ask him for me, and he once again "had to work"...
It would be another month before we started hanging out regularly. This time I had learned my lesson and he was going to have to ask me. And just because I could when he finally asked me to be his girlfriend I made sure to tell him no but, then quickly changed my answer.
He made up for missing my freshman homecoming by taking me to my senior prom, being part of my high school and college graduations and every big event since.