If you’re a member of my family or one of my “real”, Facebook, or Twitter friends, you already know…I’m get hitched! My fiance, Jeff (I still catch myself calling him “boyfriend”) and I became engaged a couple weeks ago on May 8th. And we have already set a date: August 8th. That’s 2009, not 2010. THREE months. Only 3 months to plan a wedding, which alone is a bit of a challenge, but I’m also juggling this with settling into a new job. I am luck, however, to have a fabulous fiance and a wonderful mother helping out with all the planning.
Jeff and I opted for a short engagement because neither of us can stand the thought of putting off getting married just to have more time to save up a bunch of money for a big elaborate wedding. Also because Jeff’s kids (daughter Kellie, 14, and son Hunter, 11) are very eager for us to become a family. And, well, the anniversary of our 1st date just so happens to fall on a Saturday this year.
Getting married just 1 year after our very 1st date might seem rash. Except that we have actually known each other for 19 years. Yes, that’s right…19 years.
Jeff and I first met back in college (he attended UCLA, I attended Berkeley), at a Young Americans for Freedom (YAF) convention in 1990 after 21-year-old Jeff lost the California Republican gubernatorial primary election to Pete Wilson. As a conservative political activist up at Berkeley, I had heard about the college kid, and his YAF buddies, who dared to run against Wilson, so I caught a ride down to Orange County to attend their convention.
At the California Republican Party convention the following year, I (proudly wearing my “Don’t blame me, I voted for Jeff Greene” button) began to develop a friendship with Jeff and his YAF buddies. Our friendship grew over the next few years, when I started volunteering and working in the same political circles as Jeff and his friends. Even after I left the world of politics (Jeff stayed there), our shared values and beliefs, as well as mutual friends and mutual admiration for old school country music kept our friendship strong.
Jeff married a little later (I even attended the wedding) and had kids, and I entered into a very long term relationship. Things got a bit rocky in both our relationships and we lost touch for quite a number of years, during which time, Jeff had divorced. I too eventually ended my troubled relationship.
And then it happened. On Facebook. About the same time, each of us happened to see that a mutual old YAF friend had “friended” each of us. So Jeff and I in turn “friended” each other, each wondering if the other would remember an old friend. No big deal, I’ve revived a lot of old college and school friendship. We exchanged a couple quick emails through Facebook, and then everything was just like old times. We brought each other up to speed on what had happened in our lives, in our families, in our careers, and in our relationships.
After an insane month of emails, text and instant messages, and even a couple phone calls, we both realized this was turning into more than just a renewed friendship. So we agreed to try out a first date.
Jeff and I feel so blessed to have found each other again after so many years. We are so fortunate to have each finally “met” our soulmate, the love of our life, and in the most unexpected way…from a friendship that sprouted almost 20 years ago and got a second chance on Facebook.