I've known Benji's sister Rachael for some 15 years. I met her for the first time at Peace College. We were juniors or seniors in high school visiting the college and I saw this spunky red headed gal that had the same Old Navy backpack purse as me so of course I had to talk to her. She lived on the floor below mine our freshman year of college and we continued to be friends throughout college and after.
Fast forward to 2006. My sister and her family relocated to High Point from New Orleans after Katrina hit. I had never lived near my sister, in fact I had only know of her existence for 4 years by that point. There's a long story here and I'll tell you about it at another time. I quit my job in Raleigh and moved to the Triad to be closer to this long lost family of mine. The day I moved here I had dinner with that spunky red head. Her brother, whom I had never met, was playing music that night at a local restaurant so we went there for dinner. I met her brother Benji. I was immediately attracted to him. I always thought that I'd never be attracted to a bald man, but this one was different. Wait...he's my friend's brother, that's just weird. I put the thought behind me and began my new life in the Triad. Two weeks later there was a party for that spunky red head because she was getting ready to start a big journey of her own. Benji's band was playing at the party so I saw him again. He was still a hottie, but he was still my friend's brother and once again put the thought behind me. Two days later I got a message from him (on My Space - seriously, it was cute) asking me out on a date. I quickly called Rachael because I wasn't going out with her brother if she wasn't ok with it (little did I know she had pretty much everything to do with the whole thing). I went out with Benji for the first time on a snowy February night in Winston Salem. I was living with my other sister at the time and when I came home from the date I told my sister "I am going to marry that man!" We were married on December 1, 2007.
There are a lot of things that make my husband special. He's a genuinely good man with a huge heart. He loves his family, his friends, his pups and his church. He's an awesome Uncle to his nieces and nephews. He's going to be the coolest Dad. He's never met a stranger. He could sell ice to an Eskimo. He has an amazing voice and loves to play music. He is the most humble man I have ever met. He makes me laugh, even when I'm mad at him. He supported my decision to leave my job so I could "discover" myself and he works very hard to provide for us. He takes care of me when I'm sick and holds my hand when I'm scared. Most importantly, he's stuck with me through it all. I'm not an easy person to live with, but he loves me unconditionally. Even when I push him away, he still manages to love me. He loves me despite my flaws. I love him with ever fiber of my being, even
though I don't usually show it. He makes me a better person and it is an honor to be his wife.
Until next time friends...
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