Our Love Story – Part 5


If you’re just joining this series, be sure to go read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 and Part 4 before you read this post!


I’m sure you’ve been on the edge of your seat because of the cliffhanger suspense I left you in two weeks ago. Or not. Anyway…I was telling you about how Ernie had gone away to school. One weekend in early 2001 he came home and everything changed.

At this point, I had no clue that anything had changed or of the events that took place.

When Ernie and his family arrived at church on Sunday morning, he saw me playing the piano and according to him it was a “Duh” moment. He wasn’t looking for a girlfriend, but God pretty much just slapped him upside-the-head and said, “She’s the one.”

Ernie and his Dad planned a meeting with my Dad within the next few weeks where they discussed the possibility of our future together. {I knew nothing of this meeting which is pretty amazing because I’m nosy and figure everything out.}

My Dad told Ernie that he wanted to wait and not let me know anything for awhile especially since I was getting ready to head to college in the Fall.

Our friendship grew over the summer which made it very hard to leave for school. I literally cried the entire trip – six hours.

My Dad was super strict. He didn’t want Ernie and I communicating at all during my first semester. I think it was an attempt to get me to fall for someone else (or at least realize that there were more fish in the sea). It didn’t work. All the other “fish” were for someone else. Ha!

In March of 2002, Ernie came to visit me at school.  We spent every waking moment together and even dressed up to attend the University’s professional opera (Lucia de Lammermoor).  It was a wonderful weekend that we didn’t want to end.

That weekend marked the official beginning of our courtship. {happy, happy hearts}

We wrote each other every single day.  Yes, “write” with a pen and paper – it’s a dying art in our techno-savvy society.  We have notebooks full of letters. How romantic is that?

During my junior year we wrote letters and talked on the phone often.  We grew closer, but uncertainty began to overtake my heart when I felt God calling me on a detour to another continent.

{To be continued…}

Did you write handwritten notes to your sweetheart?  Do you now?


  1. Aw, so very sweet! I was hoping you’d be continuing on with your story. 🙂 My hubby and I were apart for a year and wrote letters (the pen and paper variety) all the time! He’s actually more sentimental than I am about that particular thing and has all the ones from me gathered in a special bag in his nightstand drawer. 😉 Now? It’s not the same, but I do write little notes and toss them in his lunch bag that I pack… he refuses to throw them out. It’s cute.
    .-= JessieLeigh´s last blog ..Menu Plan: 6/6 – My Baby Turns One! =-.

    1. @JessieLeigh, Awww, sounds like you have a sweet husband! Mine keeps everything too. I have to convince him that it’s okay to throw some stuff away. 🙂

      Thank you for your sweet comment! 🙂

  2. I think I remember that time in 2001 when we were working together. I know you spoke of him fondly and often. 🙂 Jason and I have a box full of sweet love letters from when he was deployed from 2003-2004. I can’t wait to share those with our kids one day!

  3. I’m so enjoying reading your love story! It’s neat to hear how different people came together.
    My husband and I didn’t write too many actual letters, but we did alot of emailing and talking on the phone while he was finishing college and I stayed home. It was a great way to get to know one another I think!
    And I like to write him little notes and even letters sometimes now just for fun. 🙂
    Can’t wait to hear the rest of the story….
    .-= Tyra´s last blog ..How Deep The Father’s Love For Us =-.

    1. @Tyra, Thanks sweetie for your comment! You brighten my day! 🙂

      One of these days we ARE going to meet up! Maybe at a fun park in Huntsville!

    1. @mandi @ itscome2this, Yes, Ernie talked with my Dad about his interest in me and wanting to get to know me better – with the intention of marriage. 🙂

      Does that clarify it? I edited my post so maybe that is better. Thanks sweet friend, for your comment!

  4. I’m not married yet, but I’m writing letters to my future husband. I want him to know that I’m praying for and thinking about him even now.

    1. @Hannah Nelson, Hannah, that is the sweetest thing! Thank you for your comment. It means so much.

      What a memorable wedding on Saturday. It was precious. I think I cried through the entire thing. 🙂

  5. This cracks me up because I’ve written a love story post to share this week for our anniversary, and I wrote something to the effect that we wrote letters, not emails when we were apart. 🙂 I have them all in a box in my blanket chest, and I treasure them!

  6. My man wrote me letters while I was traveling with my college’s singing groups. I always knew they were from him because he used red ink on the envelope w/ little hearts drawn on the back. Special memories!!
    I just love your story more and more every time!! =)
    .-= Rachel´s last blog ..Lessons from the softball field: Part 1….. =-.

  7. Yes, my husband and I write letters to each other. He is military, so he loves getting letters, and I love receiving them too. When we were in school, we use to put notes on each others windshields. They would say things like, “I can’t wait to see you later.” Sometimes there would be a rose on my windsheild too. Now, when I pack his bags for deployment, I put little notes all through out his things…in his pants pockets,in his soap dish,in his razor case…he says that he gets sad when he realizes that he has found them all. (c: Oh, he still has the original slip of paper that I wrote my phone number on for him. Hehehe! (c:
    .-= Kristine´s last blog ..Follow Me Back Tuesday =-.

  8. Yes, my husband and I wrote hand written letters to each other during our courtship and engagement, and still do! Actually, right after he proposed, as an early birthday present he gave me a beautiful homemade keepsake box he made special for all our letters. On the lid of the wood box, he engraved (himself! : ) ) “memories” and when you open the box there lies our picture in a picture frame he designed to fit inside the lid. I love him so much! I can’t wait to be able to show our children and grandchildren that box and all it’s contents.

  9. We do. Little short ones, but they are sweet none-the-less. They really reflect that gushy kind of love going on. Especially sweet because he’s not much of a writer/speller, so I know the efforts he went through for me. We had so many unusual circumstances surrounding our dating. Your story and these questions are really bringing me back! : )

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