As we celebrate 11 years of togetherness (11.4.11), I can’t help but gravitate toward one of my very favorite stories, ever, to tell.
It’s many things: the beginning, the origin, the earliest days.
Most of all, it’s how our love story began. It tells how a young sixteen-year old girl opened her heart to a boy who simply asked her to.
I wrote this column for my college newspaper, days after our fifth dating anniversary weekend, when we took a weekend trip to Winter Park, Colorado to look at the stars.
I love you Chad, always. Happy anniversary.

Looking at the Stars
Originally posted in the November 2016 edition of the CU Sentry
When I was 16, things were different. I thought softball was my entire life, I quoted music lyrics for my Facebook statuses, and I had a freckled face full of acne. I was a junior in high school, trying to sort out my talents and my passions while struggling to balance AP Lit and anatomy and pre-calc.
I was busy. If my energy wasn’t completely consumed by school—there was student government and National Honor Society and that Great Expectations essay, which loomed over me like a shadow—it definitely felt spent after my schedule as an athlete. I had just led my team to the state softball tournament, I was emailing collegiate coaches, my dad and I spent weekend mornings at the field hitting grounders, while basketball open gyms were starting up in the evenings. Every minute was accounted for—from panic attacks to showers to early morning weight lifting.
It felt like I had no time: not to breathe, not to relax, and certainly not to date anyone.
One Friday, someone changed all of that. He asked me to do the unthinkable: to take a break. Though my mind was a swamp of stress and anxiety, he took me to look at the stars. And for once, I let myself appreciate the beauty of everything around me, and accept the tranquility of the moment. Home slowly became two eyes and a heartbeat, instead of a place.
I was 16 when I first fell in love.
Over the past five (now 11!) years, I’ve grown up. And I’ve been lucky enough to do it side-by-side with the person I love most, all while following our own paths. We’ve gone to separate schools, lived in different places, and studied polar opposite things. My English writing degree looks nothing like his civil engineering one, and that’s been a blessing.
We began as teenagers, holding hands in our high school hallway and meeting at our lockers during passing periods. I would write love letters in health class and he would twirl me after his baseball games. I’ll never forget dropping him off at Colorado School of Mines, tearing up on the drive back home where my senior year awaited. And then later, when he was in the crowd as I gave my graduation speech, the time I sipped my first beer while holding his hand, how he picked me up from the light rail each weekend, and the feeling of moving into our first apartment together.
We’ve created countless memories, each as special as the last.
This past weekend (11/4/2016) my partner took me on a walk after dark, under a blanket of twinkling sky. And, exactly five years after that first nighttime gaze, he got down on one knee.
I’m happy to say that I’ll always remember my answer to Chad’s question, and the bliss that followed: “We started looking at the stars five years ago. Will you keep looking at them with me for the rest of my life?”

Nothing better than finding happiness and living a great life with someone!
Thank you so much! I have to agree.
Awesome blog – great read..
Thank you so much!
Great blog, was a pleasure to read..
I so appreciate that!
What a sweet post! It’s so beautiful to hear stories like this. Congratulations!
That’s so sweet, thank you so much! 🙂
This was so sweet to read! I’m a junior in college and have been dating my boyfriend since I was 17. We want to get married sometime between 21-23, so I love reading about young love stories!
That’s wonderful! It’s always nice to hear about others who have similar stories and make it through. Best of luck to the two of you, and thank you for reading! 🙂
I wish both of you many years of happiness. Marriage is such a sacred thing through all the good times and bad. The adventure is making it through all of it together.
Thank you so much for your kind words! I definitely feel as though marriage is one of my greatest blessings. Thanks for reading and commenting!
What a great touching story. Wishing both you happiness and love! I got married just one year ago (and a decade later than you) and it’s amazing the journey marriage is. Congrats!
Thank you so much! We’ve been married for about 2.5 years and it just seems to get better and better. And same to you—I hope you and your partner all the best in your marriage. Congrats to you!
This was such a heart warming story. 😊 I’m so happy for you both
Thank you so much! 🙂
If you had carried on I probably would have started tearing up! This is such a wholesome and lovely post and I absolutely love the stargazing!!
Thank you so much for your kind words, Millie! <3
Awe this is so so sweet! My hubby and I were married at 23!
Thank you so much for reading and for your kind words! I love hearing about other young love stories. 🙂