Who knew I would meet the love of my life at twelve-years-old? I certainly didn’t and I tried to let him know that as well. A mutual friend introduced Toby and me in the halls of our junior high at his request. He worked at the local arcade and had taken notice of me as I frequented the hang out to indulge my obsession with Ms. Pac Man. Our versions of the start of what would eventually be a wonderful journey vary slightly. If you meet him ask him about the change he gave me at the Fun Factory. I believe it was intentional. He relentlessly pursued me for five years before I allowed myself to see him as anything more than a friend. Those five years were full of heartache for both of us. As I continually rejected his attempts at anything more than a friendship he continually picked up the broken pieces of my heart from all the boys who rejected me. He was a true friend and the greatest example of Christ’s love in my life-selfless and sacrificial. We married young and started our family young. It was not an easy journey but one we were determined to do together. Our surrender to God has allowed us to walk through the good and bad, easy and hard, and both sweet and sorrowful times. We decided early on that God would be the center of our marriage. Because of Him, I can say that while we don’t have a perfect marriage, we are imperfectly perfect together.