Our Love Story

Some of you know our story. Some of you don’t. In honor of Valentines Day, I thought I’ll share it with you πŸ™‚

Back when I was still attending school, our route would take us past a certain farm. We watched that farm, hoping to catch a glimpse of the cute boy we’d seen working there. I say we, as in the silly, young, boy crazy girls in the school van. I was one of those girls. At that point, I didn’t know that the boy was Dale πŸ™‚

Enter the year I turned 16. One morning, we were finishing up chores. Dale chose that morning to stop in at our farm, asking if we needed any help on the farm. He knew my Father had purchased a tractor that he thought would be great to drive πŸ™‚ Anyways, we were done milking, and I was over in the dry cow pen, trying to separate some to move to another pen. I’m not sure why I attempted it on my own. Maybe I thought the cows would cooperate. At any rate, they were giving me a run for my money, and my patience levels with cows is very slim. After repeatedly yelling for some help, with no response, I huffed my way into the cow barn, flung open the door and yelled, ” Is everybody deaf around here??!!” At that moment, I saw Dale coming into the barn.Β  I wanted to disappear! I slammed the door shut that I had just opened and ran to the knothole in the wall, peeking through it. The boy, the cute boy, was in our barn! And I just yelled very angrily. And I was very unattractively dressed. With some very ugly long stockings πŸ™‚ I was doomed.

If only I had known, he never even saw me or heard me πŸ™‚ The best part was, Dad actually needed some extra help, and he hired him. Thus began our story. I unfortunately, wasn’t the only girl in our family. I had a sister above me that was single, and a sister below me. We all thought Dale was cute. Good he didn’t know that, he may have felt proud πŸ˜‰

For some reason, he chose me πŸ™‚ Maybe because I was closest to his age. I certainly wasn’t the most attractive πŸ™‚ You would have to ask him why he noticed me.

I know there was concern with our parents, over our growing attraction of each other, and being together almost every day. I didn’t mind πŸ™‚ But we were young, and looking back, I know it wasn’t the ideal situation. On the other hand, we learned to know each other , not just on a dressed up, date night level, but a working together on the hard days. You learn to know someone pretty quickly, when you are working with them. I think I told you in another post, how I said I would never marry a farmer. When Dale came along, that idea went through the roof πŸ™‚ And my poor mother! I remember numerous fights with my sisters over him. Oh my! Now, we can laugh about it πŸ™‚

So we worked together on the farm. Dale became a great help to Dad. He had not grown up on a farm, but worked on his neighbor’s farm, and it was in his blood. Still is πŸ™‚

We got older, started dating. Sometimes, we’d fall asleep on our dates because we were so tired, and had seen each other that day anyhow, so there wasn’t much to talk about πŸ™‚ But farming was just way more exciting with him around πŸ˜‰ Our first kiss was beside the straw mow πŸ™‚

And we made mistakes, as many young people do. When we look back on those years, there are things we wish we had done differently. But God forgives us of our messups. And while I know we were young, I wouldn’t change a thing about how we met! I love our story!

We married young, both 19 yrs. old, on a hot August day. A little over a year later, we welcomed our first child into our lives. Now, we are headed for our 14th anniversary this summer. And we have 4 children.20150127_085838

It’s been wonderful! And it’s been very hard. If you are married, you know that it is not all roses. It takes hard work, giving up of ourselves. It takes forgiveness, and patience. But it is so worth it!

This Valentines Day, I am so thankful for our marriage! I think it gets better as the years go on πŸ™‚ And I thank God, that we have each other!

Happy Valentines Day, to each of you!

15 thoughts on “Our Love Story

  1. Awww…this was SO sweet. I love reading stories like this of how people meet and fall in love. It is just so wonderful to watch God’s perfect plan for our lives unfold. You are very pretty and should never feel that you are less pretty than others. πŸ™‚ Your wedding picture was just beautiful, and you make a lovely couple. God’s design is always best. So thankful to share in your life journey here. God bless you and Dale with many, many more happy, healthy years together, farming side by side. πŸ™‚

  2. That was fun to read! I didn’t know your story– except I think I remember Marie saying something about you guys being married young. Hey, was she in that school can with you girls?? 😁 Or Charmaine?

  3. Aww loved reading this. I love to hear other people’s stories. Ours isn’t all great, romantic and fairy tale-ish, but it’s still ours and special to me. I had to laugh about you falling asleep on dates and the sister fights over him. πŸ™‚
    Hope you have a wonderful Valentines day!

  4. What a great story! I love a true romance story. He didn’t hear you in the barn when you yelled? Well I guess everyone WAS deaf around there that day. Happy Valentine’s Day!

  5. Loved reading your “Love Story”!! πŸ™‚ I laughed!! πŸ™‚
    And how can you be married 13 years already? You are too young! πŸ˜‰
    In your wedding picture, I see so much of your parents and a little bit of some of your sisters! πŸ™‚ You are beautiful, Jolene!!

    • Twila, you are too sweet πŸ™‚ I can’t believe it either that I’m married so long πŸ™‚ We were still teenagers when we married though. If one of my children tries marrying that young, I’d be saying why not wait till you’re a bit older πŸ˜‰ And my memory is poor, but I think it was Gloria Dawn and Rosanne Newswanger that were in our car πŸ˜‰

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