While Brian and i were just talking about becoming a couple, He told me that His cousin was getting married in June…on His birthday in fact. He asked me if i would come with Him. i told Him i did not know because that would mean i would be meeting His family. Like His mom and Dad. i told Him i wanted to think about it. He said that was fine we had plenty of time.
A couple of days later, i was sitting in His office and He said, “Please don’t freak out or get mad or anything…you don’t have to but…your under no pressure…” He turns His laptop around so that i see the screen. It was tickets to go to Michigan for His cousin’s wedding. my name was on one of them. i DID freak out. i DID feel pressure. How could He have done that without asking me? Without involving me? He told me that there was a deal going on for that day or something and the tickets were 1/2 price, that i still could back out and was under no pressure. That made sense and i settled down. But still…now i freaked out because i would be meeting His mother.
Let me give you a little bit of the reason i was freaking out so badly…
Brain told me a little about His mom. She is the type that puts family above everything else. She is protective and loves deeply. He has told her a little about me and my past. She was concerned that we were moving too fast. i mean, really from an outsider’s perspective we were going at tubo speed. She knew i was just out of a relationship where i was engaged. Brian was at His parents house for Christmas when i texted Him telling Him that my ex asked me to marry him Christmas morning. She did not know i had kids at that point. i mean really, i felt like i was not goot enough for Him and she would know and disapprove. If she didn’t like me then that would dim the light that was shining so bright on our blooming relationship and stunt its growth.
In the pictures that i sawl of her, she is a beautiful woman. So are His sisters. i felt like i would not measure up. Brian would tell me all the things that she would do for them. Make cookies, pack their lunches, eat her meals fast so she can able to get any of them anything. Her love language might be Acts of Service and Quality Time.
On June 4th, we flew up to Michigan. His Dad met us at the airport. i was so nervous i did not say much. When we got to His parents house it was in a “Leave It to Beaver” neighborhood. The house was gorgeous. His mom was gorgeous. His sister was gorgeous. i was so nervous. We ended up talking well into the night and i think i came off a little terse with my “matter of fact” way of thinking. The next day i tried to be better, a little softer. That seemed to help.
Now…we talk all the time. i love her! She is one of the most special people on this planet. No wonder Brian holds her in such high esteem. She is even planning our wedding!