Welcome to the family Gunner Scott. Oh yes, and welcome to the world, too. We are all so happy you are here. And you are healthy. And you are sweet. And you are YOU! And that is the best part of it all. I promise to teach you all the things you don’t understand. And I promise to laugh (a lot). I promise to tie a towel around your back as a cape and run through Nani and Poppy’s backyard with you. I promise to keep being a good friend to your Mama. I promise to be sounding board when you are a teenager. I promise to let you spend the night & stay up late eating popcorn. I promise to be a fun auntie & a genuine example of unconditional love. I promise to help fill your childhood with abounding memories. I promise to be there.
Phew! What a great week! Seriously. Even though I have sub-zero energy levels and Mother Nature missed the memo on it being Spring, it has been one amazing week here in Michigan! Two (count ’em: ONE, TWO!) of my four spring babies arrived this week. That’s lots of baby snuggling time for this auntie! Aside from babies, what else has been happening this week?
Witnessing butterflies hatch, fly and explore their new world through the eyes of a toddler.
Trying to keep up with our dishes.
Attempting to start an end of the week tradition with my closest girlfriends.
Rejoicing at the knowledge that my family is growing and growing very quickly!
Celebrating the third birthday of my niece, Lucy & wishing she could stay this age forever.
Choosing to color outside the lines.
Dreaming of what could be hidden under all this snow.
Feeling very proud that I finished my first race.
I met Sean on a bus. Well, kind of.
In reality, I met Sean the first day of winter semester two years ago. Some months before that fateful day I had quite my job and life in Charlotte, NC and moved back to Grand Rapids, penniless, jobless and heartbroken. Thankfully my best friend, Crissy, took me into her home and suggested I go back to school to get my teaching certification. I agreed and off to Grand Valley State I went, again, two years after the first time I had graduated.
As I was sitting in class, feeling quite old and out of place, a guy walked in late. I turned around, annoyed. Who walks into class late on the first day? But when I saw him, tall, wide eyed and wearing a brown stocking cap, I literally had air sucked out of me. I’ve never been blown over by a person like that before. I had to meet him. The voice in my head whispered something to me and I knew this guy would be in my life. Unfortunately he didn’t take the empty seat next to me and I left class that day without talking to him.
To my surprise, I walked into another class three hours later and there he was again! I was so nervous I didn’t know what to do. So I sat in the back and looked at him. He was beyond cute. We did a first day of class mixer and I stumbled over to him mumbling, “uh yah, we have another class together too.” To which Sean replied. “Huh, don’t remember you,” and I was crushed. How could he not remember me? Then I felt determined! I wasn’t about to be ignored by this guy. He may not have remembered me the first time, but now, I wasn’t going to let him forget me.
So, I followed him out of class that day and on to the bus. I know what you’re thinking: stalker. But sometimes a girl has to do what a girl has to do. Unfortunately he didn’t sit by me, either, so instead of talking to him in person I spent the bus ride plotting ways to get to know him. When we got off at the same stop, I rushed home to Crissy’s house and told her I had met a guy in my literature and even though he didn’t want to talk to me, he would someday! She thought I had completely lost it, which I had, but for the first time in months, I was inspired to live again, to date again, to smile again. Life was getting better.
Eventually, Sean and I started talking in class. Mostly because I forced him too. And when I showed up at the bookstore to buy er, what did I come in here for? Oh yah, pencils, we really got to chatting. And finally after two months of strategically placing myself next to him on the bus, we got off at the same stop and he FINALLY asked for my number. I was through the roof! I raced home again, singing to Crissy that he was going to take me on a date.
And he did. One week later. We walked down and got a drink at a local brewery. Then we had dinner a few nights later. And we stayed up late writing term papers and reading and okay, kissing, too. And from then on whenever we got on the bus he was sure to sit by me. And the rest was history. Even though I knew early on that Sean was the guy for me, in the two years we have been together, he hasn’t stopped surprising me.
I couldn’t imagine my life with anyone else by my side. Thank you, Sean. I think I’ll keep you.