When they say opposites attract, this is definitely the case with us. This is the story of us.
It’s funny hearing the stories from our friends when they either meet me or Andy as the spouse. Seriously, some of these stories are hilarious and some leave me (Andy is more nonchalant) with a smile and a nod and probably wouldn’t tell that story to anyone else, ever. Either way, I have told bits and pieces of how we met. Here’s how we began.
It was the summer of 2001. Instead of going back home for summer break, I decided to stay on college campus. I agreed to meet Andy at my rented apartment to watch a movie. Neither of us no clue what movie we watched but I remember spending the entire time flirting with him. I remember he wore sleeveless shirt (for obvious reasons) and had a lot of cologne on. Andy thought I have a beautiful smile (the dimples) and that I had a nice booty (his words).
After this day, little did we know this was the beginning of us. I was taking summer classes while working and Andy was starting a new job (with long hours). We saw each other in between but due to his long hours we did not see each other that often. We did little dates of going to dinner. I went shopping trips to Lowes and Walmart (it was a small college town). After a month of dating, we officially asked me to be his girlfriend on July 4th. We went to go see fireworks with my sister who was in town. On the way home, we stopped for ice cream to take back to my apartment. When we arrived to my apartment, we stayed outside and eat ice cream. He made a cute little speech and asked me to be his girlfriend.
After over 3 months of dating, the fun & previous step in a relationship happened the meeting of parents. Andy introduced me to his parents. His mom told me that the day before I was supposed to met them, Andy told her that I was black (specially Nigerian). She figured it out with the name she says (when I called to speak to him, cell phones were just new). Maybe 8 months later, Andy met my parents. Interracial dating was nothing new to them as my siblings were in interracial relationships as well. So, that part was done and our families were on board with our relationship.
We dated all throughout my college years. One broke up once for a couple of weeks. It was heartbreaking. My longest relationship prior to Andy was 6 months (I know what I didn’t like really quick in a relationship). I remember having a small pow-wow in my room with roommates (at the time) and my best friend. Luckily, it wasn’t long (a few weeks) before we got back together. When I graduated, we moved to Indianapolis. They next phase of us.
This phase lead to us buying our home, having twins and getting married. It’s funny thinking about the beginning of us and how it has lead us here. We have been together for 15 years, there has been ups and downs, but we are still going.
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Wife of one and mother of two (twins). Raising a family in the midwest. Lover of Netflix, crime shows and summer. Founder of The Expecting Mamas Network.