I recently traveled to Nebraska to meet up with my sweet friend Abby, and her very handsome, very kind, husband-to-be, Marty. I followed her down miles of dusty road to the couple’s future home, peacefully nestled in wide open space. I met Chester, Bones, and Banjo, laughed and chatted, and witnessed what I can only describe as pure and simple happiness (which, in case you didn’t know, is the very best kind). Abby, no one deserves this fairytale more than you. And to both of you, thank you for helping me find the prettiest of all the weeds, for giving me really good directions back home, and for being so welcoming. It was wonderful to spend this time with you. Enjoy a few favorites!
Abby, what’s your favorite thing about Marty?
At the extreme risk of sounding cliche, everything. There’s so much about his personality that makes every day situations special. There’s his infectious smile and laugh – one of the things that first caught my attention. He’s got that charming, crooked smile and you can’t help but smile back. And those blue eyes. Yeah, I’m a sucker for his eyes. : ) But it’s so much deeper than just appearances. He is so caring and compassionate and puts everyone else above himself. He’s a completely charming gentleman: I hardly know how to open a door for myself anymore, yet he can still cut loose and be off the wall silly and have me cracking up. He can always make me laugh no matter how upset I am, but is understanding and supportive if I need someone to listen. I never feel like I have to impress him and I can be “me” to the best (or worst) extent I am capable of and he accepts me and loves me wholeheartedly. Pair all that with his loyalty and spontaneity and every wonderful thing that makes him who he is, he truly encompasses everything I was looking for in a best friend to spend the rest of my life with.
You knew you’d marry him when…
Honestly, there was never a time I knew I wouldn’t marry him. It was probably on our third date I caught myself inadvertently thinking of the future in the terms of “When we’re married we could ____” and I had to catch myself and slow myself down with, “He might not even like me that much!” Followed by, “If he doesn’t, I’m going to have to figure out a way to make him like me!” Marty teases me about that now, but we were both thinking the same thing at about the same time. Everyone always said when I would fall for someone, I would fall hard and fast and would “just know” when it was right. I didn’t fully believe them, but Marty and I fit perfectly from day one and everything fell into place and clicked. After spending just a little bit of time around him, I couldn’t imagine a life without him in it. We’ve always known each other from living in a small community, but once we started dating, it was like best friends reconnecting after a long time away from each other.
Marty, what’s your favorite thing about Abby?
I love everything about her. I especially love her amazing bubbly personality and her gorgeous smile. And the list could go on and on until I’ve listed every tiny little thing about her, so we’ll just end it there.
You knew you’d marry her when…
That one’s a little bit harder: to put a specific date on when I knew I would marry Abby. The closest I can get would probably be one night not long after we started dating and she came down to visit me. It was during calving season and I couldn’t leave the ranch, so Abby always came down to see me. While we were watching a movie, she had kept snuggling a little closer and a little closer and I looked over at her and thought, “She’s so stinking beautiful and such a sweetheart, always driving a half hour to see me….I need to marry this girl!”
I have a lot of favorite favorites, but if I had to choose only one, I would choose this: