Monday, February 16, 2009

anna loves kevin

In honor of Valentine's Day, I thought I'd share me and Kevin's story.
I didn't know Kevin in high school but I did know of him. When he was a senior, I was just a sophmore. All I really remember about him in highschool was his orange school bag. lol. Close to the end of his senior year he started coming to church occasionally, and by the time I was a senior he was a regular. It wasn't until I turned 16 and was promoted to the senior high Sunday school class that I begin to know more about him. Soon after, I found out he liked me and I wanted no part in that. I was just a shy teenage girl who cared more about my grades than I did boys. However, I did want him as a friend. And when my brother said he couldn't come to my graduation, guess who came in his place - Kevin. He came bearing many gifts, one including a huge bear. It looked like one of those animal rugs. I loved it. (Thanks Moria for helping him out!) I think I was 18 when he finally asked me out. We were at a prayer meeting. To be honest, I really wanted to say no. I had never had a boyfriend and I was shy and scared. Instead, I said I'd think about it. lol. That was alot easier than turning him down. We started hanging out more and talking and texting on the phone, and before I knew it I was starting to really like this guy! So 5 months later we started dating. We told each other from the beginning that we wouldn't tell each other "I love you" until we actually meant it. We didn't want "I love you" to become an empty phrase said out of habit. A couple of months before Hurricane Katrina, he started telling me he loved me. I was still unsure about my feelings. Then we had to evacuate. Me and my family went to Tickfaw, and he went to Baton Rouge. After the storm hit, my dad said we were going to Maryland. It was then that I realized that I couldn't live my life without him, and that I loved him. I realized how much he loved me when he decided to leave his family in Baton Rouge for 3 months to be with me in Maryland. In May 2006, I graduated from college and on May 19, 2007 we were married.

I really did marry my best friend. Way before we were a couple, we were friends. He has stuck by my side through so many critical points in my life, and I couldn't imagine a life without him. We have been married for about a year and 9 months, and I'm loving every moment! God has truly blessed me.

*I'm still looking through a bunch of old pics. I will post more pics soon.
Church Picnic 2004

My college graduation May 2006

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

just a thought

Lately, I've been thinking alot about my brother. Monday is his birthday. He would be turning 30. It's hard to believe that its been 6 years and 5 months since he was murdered. As time goes by, the memory remains but the pain begins to lessen. Maybe the pain doesn't completely go away, but it gets smaller and sometimes you forget about it. And then you may be driving or doing something, and all of a sudden it hits you. The memories flood out.
I think about all the missed memories - memories I won't have of him. Him at my college graduation, him at my wedding, or even him celebrating his 30th birthday. He spent 23 years and 7 months on this earth. That's too short.
I remember praying for him every time I knelt down to pray. I definitely had a burden for him. One night he called for my mom to pick him up, he had overdosed. I remember praying hard for him to be okay as he shook and kept repeating how scared he was. He was fine the next day. I realized how close he was to death that night and I begin to pray harder for him. My last prayer for him that I can still remember was "Lord, I would be happy if he would just come to the alter on his own and cry out to you." Of course I wanted him to receive the Holy Ghost, but I knew that if he went on his own to pray, then he was serious about changing his life. My prayer was answered. One Sunday night during alter call he went up to pray on his own. I knew that this was going to be a big turning point in his life. Things would get better from then on. Wrong. Just a couple days later, we get a phone call saying that they found his body. He was just getting on the right path, and then his path ends before he could actually get there.
It would be a lie if I said that I understand why this happened, because I don't. I've learned some things though. I've learned how to trust in God. There's no way my parents and I couldv'e survived this if it wasn't for God. We knew that He would be with us through the rough times. We also had reassurance knowing that we had a church family praying for us. I've also learned that God will not put more on me than I can bear. If he puts it on me, then He knows I can handle it. I've also grown to love Job 23:10. "But he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold. " All the trials we go through, strenghtens us and make us stronger. True gold withstands the fire.