How I Met My Husband: Or Why You Really Should Listen to Your Parents

 

I knew Daniel might be "the one" before I ever laid eyes on him.

As a young woman in my 20s, I had dated a few guys that my dad made very clear he did not like or approve of. In my mind, no one was going to be good enough. 

Until Daniel.

It was 2002, and I was 23 years old. I was riding in the car with my parents when my dad very casually mentioned this young man he had hired to work on one of his projects (my dad builds Food Lions & shopping centers).

"His name is Daniel Boone," Dad had said. "He's actually related to Daniel Boone, and he's from Manchester. He's going to be working in town with your brother this summer. Seems like a nice guy." {or something like that}

That's all he said, but the fact that my dad seemed to like this guy spoke volumes. {I'm telling you, he didn't like anyone I dated.} I deeply respected my father. I knew that if he liked this Daniel Boone character, then it might behoove me to meet him.

I didn't meet Daniel until a few months later. When I heard he was coming to the company dinner at our house, I got a little giddy. Silly me, I drove an hour to the J. Crew outlet store just to pick out a new dress. I wanted to look good for this guy even though I knew absolutely nothing about him and had no clue what he looked like. All I knew was that he was going to be there, so I had to look my best.

At the company dinner, I had my first glimpse of Daniel, and I admit he was very handsome. Blond hair, blue eyes, tan from working outside. But I was too shy to engage him in conversation. He was there with his parents, so I watched him from a safe distance, curious about this man who'd caught my dad's attention and wondering what in the world I could say to him. Did he even see me?

When Daniel left with his parents, I heard his dad say something like, "I think he's got a hot date tonight." Immediately, I assumed Daniel had a girlfriend. My heart sank and I suddenly regretted spending the money on the new dress. But oh, well, I thought.

My brother Brian worked all summer with Daniel, but I didn't see him again until August, when Brian invited him over to our apartment for Jen's (Brian's then-girlfriend, now-wife) graduation party. That's when we first spoke, and that's when I knew my dad might be right about Daniel. A few days later we went on our first date. And 5 years later we married. {That's another story for another day :) }

Besides surrendering my life to Jesus, Daniel is the best thing that has ever happened to me. He is kind, generous beyond belief, and an incredible father. As I think back to when we first met, I am reminded of the goodness of our Father, who gives good gifts to those He loves. I thank God every day for Daniel. 

How did you meet your husband? Did someone set you up? Was it a blind date? 

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