I’ve gotten several request for this question so here’s the scoop.

My husband and I met when we were 6 years old. Paul’s family had recently moved from out of state. Our families grew close as they have many kids like my family did.

Paul grew to be best friends with my brother and so he was at my house a lot. Before Paul fell in love with me, he was my enemy. He didn’t like me when we first met because he thought I was “hott, outgoing and bad.”

I mean I wasn’t the wisest teenager and I knew how to take care of my appearance. I liked to shock people and be myself in the way I dressed and acted. Paul didn’t like this or so he said. *wink*.

In the end Paul fell in love with me slowly from age 14/15–19 when he asked me out. Our first date was at Panera Bread and he spent the whole date explaining how he went from hating me to loving me. It was the first time he spent a meal talking and not eating. We then walked around Home Depot and talked about our potential future.

oh yeah, side note. My older sister is married to Paul’s older brother. So we had to be careful in our relationship because whether or not it worked out we would still be related by marriage.

Fun fact: around the time Paul went from hating me to loving me we were in my sister’s wedding together. My sister asked Paul if he would walk with me and Paul said “Nope, Tina would hate that.” He’s not wrong. But Paul didn’t mind…. *wink*