YEP that is right, we have been married for 6 wonderful years! I feel like sharing our story with all of you so bear with me.......
We met when we were around the age of 12 at a horse show. My mom says, she did not even know that boys were on my radar yet but there I was walking, holding hands with a boy in the middle of nowhere, Nebraska. Literally it felt like the middle of nowhere to me. It would take us 6 hrs to get to this Ranch and the road to get to the Huffman ranch was an hr long on a one lane road. It was always such a fun time though. They would have steak feed every night with dancing. The stars were always so bright! We continued to write each other letter, call each other, and see each other at horse shows in the summer. We lived about 5-6 hours apart (depends who is driving, haha). We were young and really were not mature enough to handle the distance. During the summer we would give it a try and about 1/2 way through the school year, we would break up. This went on for many years.
So right before our senior year of high school we called it quits for good. We were done. He was going to the military and I had my eye on colleges with a tennis program. So we lost contact, we did not talk on the phone, write letters, email, and I did not go to the horse shows anymore. I did however keep in contact with his mom. She emailed me about when he left for boot camp, when he grad. boot camp, and then when he was going to Iraq. His mom asked me to write him since we were friends from way back and he could use the encouragement. I wrote to him but it took me a while. He was with some of the 1st troops to go over, literally waiting at the boarder for the war to be declared. He was constantly on the move. My letter took about 2 months to reach him. The mail system is much better over there now that things are established. He will probably kill me for saying this but he was standing in line to call his parents to tell them he was coming home (he was active duty and had been there for 7 months). All the guys were talking about what they were going to do. Brent said he was going to get back into contact with a girl he used to know. Not even 5 min later, his name was called out that he had mail. He went to go get it, it was my letter. He started jumping up and down, saying "it's from her." Then the guys around him started jumping up and down. Cute right! They wanted him to read my letter out loud but he didn't. His chaplain then came up to him and said he did not need to worry about anything else in this world but finding me because it was fate! He wrote me and came home and the rest is pretty much history! I love my husband!
There is our fairytale story! I love it and I love the life we share!
