“Once upon a time there lived a beautiful maiden. She met her prince charming and they lived happily ever after.”

We’ve all read the fairy tales and seen the Disney movies. Many of us have hoped something like this could happen but never really believed it would. I am a hopeless romantic and always flip to the “How We Met” love stories in any magazine and, yes, I love the hallmark channel.

If you love a sappy romance as much as I do then keep on reading!

Early 2011 I found myself in a very negative relationship. When that relationship ended, I spiraled into a deep depression. At the age of 19 I wanted nothing more to do with men and had told God that I was happy to be an old maid.

One of my best friends was really great about trying to get me out of my funk. She invited me (and insisted that I go) to a birthday party for one of our mutual friends, Seth. I didn’t know it was also a birthday party for my future husband as well. Seth and Trevor had been best friends since childhood and often celebrated their birthdays together since they were only 8 days apart.

I had heard some about this Trevor guy. In fact, I had even seen him once. It was at another mutual friend’s graduation party. I vividly remember sitting off alone and, with all my 14 year-old self esteem, thinking, “A handsome cowboy like that could never like an ugly girl like me.” We never said a word to each other until 5 years later.

After the birthday party Trevor drove me home and we talked about everything from our love of homemade ice cream to church and family. We exchanged phone numbers, but I still wasn’t interested in a relationship. He was working in Texas at that time and had to leave Colorado the day after we met to go back to work. I certainly didn’t expect to hear from him the next day, but, as I would come to learn, when he makes up his mind he doesn’t beat around the bush.

He called me that evening and we talked about how neither of us were looking for a relationship, but if we were… We both laid out our list of the most important things to us and what we would want from a spouse. We ended up talking for 10 hours straight!

Little did I know that Trevor had told his best friend after we met at the birthday party that he had found the girl he was going to marry. I wasn’t quite as impulsive-it took me four days of talking over the phone to decide he was the right one for me!

One week after we met, he came back to Colorado and asked me to go help him move cows for his brother. As we were driving there he started singing the Randy Travis song “Forever and Ever Amen” to me. Then, as we were riding horses pushing cows he turned to me and said, “This is how I’ve always imagined it. Me and my girl riding and working cows together.” To which I replied, “I didn’t know I was your girl.” Now, in all reality I DID know I was his girl BUT every girl deserves to be asked!

I think my comment threw him off guard so it took him a whole 4 hours before he asked, “Well, will ya?” He really is a romantic guy even though that wasn’t his shining moment.

We feel like having most of our relationship develop over conversation really expedited our feelings and true connection with each other. But, as you can imagine, the extreme lack of sleep took a toll on us. My health was not good from an illness I had been fighting for several months. We both knew we wanted to get married but we thought we needed to wait a bit longer for our families to get to know us. However, we realized that with the stress it was putting on both our health and our finances (Trevor’s fuel bill was astronomical) we should just get married.

So, after knowing each other for 2 months he asked my dad if he could marry me and was told he could as long as we had a short engagement. Happy to oblige, we set the date for 2 months later.

Although we had many people who told us we were “ruining our lives” and greatly protested our quick decision to marry, our families were both completely on board and supportive.

Remember when we vowed the vows and walked the walk.

Gave our hearts, made the start and it was hard.
We lived and learned, life threw curves.

There was joy, there was hurt.

Remember when.

                             Alan Jackson

On August 20th, 2011 I married my best friend. We are celebrating our 12th wedding anniversary this week and are still completely crazy about each other!

I wish I could say it’s been “happily ever after” but, in all honesty, we have been through some very difficult and stressful times. Dickens’ opening phrase of “A Tale of Two Cities” is most fitting, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”

It hasn’t always been easy but one thing has definitely always been certain; we are always there for each other 100% of the time. When you KNOW, truly know, that you have someone who will never betray you and who tries to put you first you can go through hard times with a smile. I have come to more fully understand this in the past year especially.

So, I say, go ahead and believe in fairy tales. Believe in love at first sight. Believe that God is in control and his perfect plan of two committed christians working together in a marriage is a beautiful picture of His love for us. Believe in happily ever after. Maybe that is what I am living after all.

I thought it would be fun to have Trevor give some of his perspective on our story.

Trevor: I got back from the oilfield in Oklahoma Friday 4-1-11, I had 2 days off and had to drive to Texas Sunday, 4-3-11. I spent all day Saturday working on my truck and showed up to my birthday party in a sleeveless shirt. Us guys were in the back grilling when I looked through the glass door and saw the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, yes, I did think that right then and I certainly do now. I had to get inside and find out who she was. I found a nicer button up shirt and we went dancing, one of my favorite things. I ended up driving her home and we talked church. By the end of that conversation I knew this beautiful girl had to be my wife. She is the best person I have ever known and the best decision I have ever made.

Meet Mollie

Mollie is a lover of Jesus above all. She loves her husband and family and enjoys gardening, teaching, piano, riding, and farming. She lives in SW Colorado with her husband and five kids.