Some love stories are best told by the lover them-self. The following is written by our recent bride, Joy, from Spokane, Washington.
“Our love story started over twenty years ago in the small town of Nine Mile Falls, Washington. The groom (Slater) and his family had recently moved one house down from the bride (Joy/me) and her family. One day, I was (not uncharacteristically) playing in the ditch outside of my family’s home when Slater and his family were having an afternoon walk. For some reason, Slater had the inclination to stop, pick up a rock from the ditch, and throw it at me! I ran home to tell my mom what had happened. Slater’s parents made him go up to my house and apologize. Our families quickly bonded over both recently moving to the area and the similar ages of their children.
In the years to follow, we spent countless birthdays, play dates and annual family trips to the lake together. We built bike jumps in the cul de sac. We ‘rescued’ chickens. We played together on swing-sets until it was dark. We even had pretend weddings (how fitting)!
Eventually, both of our families moved to different parts of town. Despite not being neighbors anymore, our families ensured that we continued our annual lake trips until Slater graduated high school.
After high school, Slater moved to Tacoma to attend PLU while I remained in Spokane to attend college locally. Slater came home in the summers and we worked together as lifeguards at the county pool. Through our childhood and teen years, despite both secretly *having crushes* on each other, we had always been friends and nothing more.
In the winter of 2010, Slater moved back to Spokane. As fate would have it, he soon began working with me at a fitness center. After a few trips for coffee catch up, we quickly realized that we didn’t think of each other as just childhood friends anymore. We began dating in May 2011. Fifteen years of being friends made falling completely in love so easy and quick.
After four years, one rescued pup (the other great love of our life), countless laughs, numerous nicknames, a lots of life lessons and more love than either of us could ever have hoped for, Slater took me to a beautiful rose garden, got down on one knee and gave me a different kind of rock . We were engaged on June 21st, 2015.
So here we are, twenty years later and about to marry our childhood sweetheart, first kiss, best friend, life adventure partners and the clearest cut definition of a “soul mate” if there ever was one. We cannot wait for what the next twenty, forty, eighty years of life hold in store for us. And it all began with a rock.