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Jun 29
2008
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HU pics :: BackstoryPosted by Brook in Randomness |
Ok, so a few weeks ago I posted the pics of the photo shoot Sara and I did for Huntington University's new promo package. Recently, Lisa asked for the complete backstory that I alluded to...and, well, here it is. The story how Sara and I met and how we came to do the type of photo shoot we did...
Sara and I met our Fresman year in college before I even went to Huntington. I was a freshman Pre-med major at IU at the time but had a few friends growing up that decided to go to Huntington.
One Friday I went to Huntington to visit my High School friends. Being a guitar player with long, surfer-style hair, it didn't take long to find myself singing in the lounge looking for a guitar to play as a group formed.
20 minutes later entered the woman I now love and know deeply. Sara came in from soccer practice drenched in water and mud (maybe even more mud than water). She knew both of my high school friends but she didn't know me. It didn't take too long for her (I think she ran to get changed and grab her guitar) to appear once again un-mudded and un-wet with a guitar in hand as she pushed it towards me.
The rest is history.
We played and sang most of the night. Some worship songs. Lots of secular songs. And, before I knew it, I was driving to Huntingotn every weekend to find out more about this Sara girl who I had met. She intrigued me. She kept me company at 3 AM while I was "studying" for Chemistry via AIM. She emailed me between classes...and I was falling arse over tea kettle for this lady I knew little of.
That next semester I moved to Huntingotn and enrolled in Youth Ministry classes...
The rest is history.
We've been to West Africa together. We lived in Thailand together of for 6 months. And now we live together....forever...
Sorry if this was too sappy for some of you. I don't really post like this; hence the reason I didn't post it in the first place! There you go Lisa, this is our love story/backstory to those pics. They know us as the lounge singers but, just for the record, I have never had a mustache!




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