I’ve decided to participate in Rebecca’s carnival about how I met my one and only… click over to read more stories of how love bloomed. But only after you’ve read mine first! ; )
My friend Carrie and I saw a table tent at lunch advertising for a co-ed service fraternity called Alpha Phi Omega (a.k.a APO). During our meal she agreed to go with me to the intro meeting of some boring business organization if I went with her to the APO one. Mine was a complete dud (DUH!). Hers was the key to my future.
I was also sporting one of the sloppiest shirts I have EVER owned. I mean really, I was not “swoon-a-man” ready that weekend. Obviously he looked past my bad hair and fashion choices and obviously the good Lord was doing some of his best matchmaking work that weekend. Cause I can promise you it was not my modest first impression.