A Change of Plans.......

To fully appreciate mine and Eric's story, you must hear the story of who set us up first.

We left off with the plans for a senior trip.

Stacey and I made plans to go to Florida for our senior trip. Unfortunantly, we took off different weeks from our jobs. Being the goofy girls we were then, we just didn't go!! WHAT?! Are you kidding me? What were we thinking?!

That week something big happened for Stacey at her job. Only she didn't know it was big. The daycare (where she worked) was doing construction. One of the construction guys had been eying her for a while. She was aware of this but honestly figured she was too um...good for him. He finally worked the nerve up to ask her out. She felt pity for him and agreed. BUT only if they met at the restaurant. He was a bit scary looking and she didn't want him to know where she lived. (Stace has a history of dating scary guys. But the scary guys were never scary looking, just scary acting.) Stacey had plans to meet a group of us at Papacita's that night but had forgotten when she agreed to meet scary guy, a.k.a Jeff, at the same restaurant. She met him outside the restaurant and asked him to take her somewhere different. She didn't want any of us to see her on her pity date. I guess she got over her pity because one year later she married that scary guy! Stacey and I have talked many times about "that week." (as it is referred to now) If we had gone to Florida, who knows what course our lives would have taken? We may have never come home from vacation. We may have ended up hating each other. Who knows? God did!

Eric attended the wedding as did I. Eric had been Jeff's friend since they were eleven and Stacey and I had been friends since 6th grade. I served caked and saw Eric. My thought, "He must be one of Jeff's scary friends!" I didn't give him a second thought.

Then they showed me the picture.