For this child I prayed; and the Lord has granted my petition made to him. I Samuel 1:27
I remember the first time I laid eyes on my husband.
It was at King College in Bristol, Tennessee. We were in the same math class my Sophomore year. He was joking with everyone. He was asking about me with his friends. We had our first date driving to his house about 45 minutes away, having an awesome meal made by his mother. We drove around all day through the mountains and had a great time. At the end of the evening, he kissed me and I was gleaming with joy!
We dated up until he asked me to marry him on the beach in Fort Lauderdale in July of 1989. When we were dating we could sit in the car and talk for hours. There was never a moment of silence. We had similar convictions and similar ways we wanted to raise our children.
We married in June 1990 and we were off to a great life. I had a life partner and wanted Christ to be the center of our union from the start.
Fast forward to June 2004 when we got the diagnosis of autism with our son Charlie. The first several months it was all a blur. We knew he had some of the struggles but to hear those words from two different doctors was hard to handle. We studied all that we could.