Married at Twenty-Four: Part 1

February is the month of so many celebrations...It's Black History month, Valentine's Day and Ground Hog Day. I'm not gonna write about Ground Hog Day though, for obvious reasons. LOL!But this month, I would like to cover topics pertaining to love, marriage and relationships.So to kick off my posts for the month, I thought I'd give my short-rendition of how I came to be "Married at Twenty-Four" and then give do some discussion topics on things surrounding marriage and such. So here we go...This is my story.I had graduated from College December 2006.I had been through so many horrible relationships in College and I had basically written off getting into a relationship like ever again...or at least for a long time. I had moved back home to Kansas City, Missouri  and was again living with my parents. I was determined to get a job and move. I was habitually searching daily for a job that would pay well enough for me to move out on my own. I mean I loved my folks, but I was 22 years old and was running as fast as I could toward freedom and independence. (Really, after not finding much in my major career field it was just any job paying more than $25K...I'll write later about this.)I had checked my email one evening and saw a message that said "Hi" from a classmate of mine .I had actually gone to Middle and High School with this guy. I had known him in passing as he was pretty cute and a lot of girls either wanted to be his girlfriend or get with him. He was pretty popular on the football team , ran track and wrestled so he was a Jock in my book.I on the other hand, was considered a nerd by my peers. I was in concert and marching band, on the honor roll, would rather read a book than go out and for some odd reason everyone always thought I had the right answers in class, although I never talked. (Yes, I was that kid everyone wanted to cheat off of.)So with that background I just gave you, you can see how I was very skeptical and a little leary frowning heavily before clicking on the message.It read...

"Hey! How are you? Would you be open to getting a cup of coffee or going for a drink? I would love to catch up... Let me know."

After reading this, I thought to myself...Either he's trying to sell something or he just really like wanted to catch up. After about a day of contemplating on what exactly to say, because ginuinely I didn't even want to be bothered but didn't want to be rude I replied back something like, "Sure. Call me at blahh blahh blahh and we'll discuss details."So fast forward a few days, we met up for lunch at a pizza spot on the Plaza in Kansas City. It was very casual and he told me he was single, with no kids (very shocked to hear this from him) and had graduated in the Spring as was currently a graphic designer for a local paper and also had his own company on the side. Needless to say I was impressed!

But AGAIN, I wasn't looking...Right? RIGHT!

Stay tuned for Part II & III Wednesday and Friday this week.Until then...