Saturday, August 23, 2014

Our Love Story: Part 3

"Here's the thing about this love story of ours. Its long. And drawn out. And mushy-gushy. And even a bit cheesy. But it's true. And I've decided to take my time writing it, capturing all the special details of those moments I never want to forget. So if mushy-gushy, cheesy love stories aren't your thing, I totally get that. Just know that I'm writing this as a gift - to my family, and my children, and their future children - and also, for [Parker] and me - so that on those days when the kids are screaming, the laundry is overflowing and the bills are rolling in...on those days when it all just seems so hard, we'll have this to remind us of those first moments when we fell in love. And if sappy, detail ridden love stories are your thing, well then you've come to the right place." -Ashley Stock
To read the beginning of our love story, click here.

Summer 2010

The Meeting

I don't remember the specific date. It was a day in July. I had just arrived home after a shift out in Waterton scooping ice cream at The Big Scoop. I was still in my work clothes (an XXL pink Big Scoop shirt because I was hired later and got the last pick of them). I had hat/visor hair and ice cream up and down my arms and under my fingernails. I got a text from Tessa saying that she was at my house, so I ran outside to meet her and our friends. I hopped into the back seat of Travis Hartley's truck and began excitedly chattering about something or other with Tessa. About a minute later I noticed someone in the front passenger seat that I'd never seen before. He was sitting there quietly listening to us, so I simply asked, "Who are you?"