A courtship began.
He was single; I was single.
He wanted a wife; I wanted a husband.
He "risked, reckoned and rested his faith" by asking my dad. (an excerpted quote from the letter itself.)
I rested in the risk he took to reckon his faith.
We began a week of emailing 6-8 pages a piece a day. Never talking on the phone until our relationship was several days deep. Every discussion was documented in those emails.
Okay, it was such an intense beginning, it caused us to get married a mere 3 months later.
He never told me once that he loved me... until he asked me to be his wife. I loved this part about him. And I'll never forget the first time he said, "I do love you." It was immediately followed with, "Will you be my wife?"
Do courtships like ours ever end? After 3 kids, 4 houses, 4 vehicles, 5 year's time of trial and error, I don't think so. We only love each other deeper.
5 years ago today, we fell in love for the first time, ever. And we stayed that way.
Happily Ever After is nice.