How We Met

It was August 13, 2010, I was a sophomore who had just been admitted to Texas A&M as a transfer student and was headed to T-Camp with a high-school friend. T-Camp is a lot like Fish Camp but for transfer students. It is basically a weekend of learning about our beloved, new university including all of the history and traditions. It is a great opportunity to meet people in the same exact position as you.

Now for those who don’t know me, I used to be pretty shy at first. So the idea of going to camp with a ton of people I did not know was pretty scary. That’s why I was very excited to have my friend with me. Unfortunately, a few weeks before camp, we learned that we were going to be on different teams while we were there. Queue nerves and anxiety.  As soon as we got there and checked in, we were split up. Everything we did was planned. We did not get to pick what bus we rode on to camp, what cabin we stayed in, what team we were on. What I was absolutely terrified of turned out to be one of my biggest blessings.

It was time to load the buses and I was assigned bus 1. As I headed to the bus, there were a few people ahead of me. They were talking and introducing themselves. They seemed so comfortable with the idea of meeting/befriending so many strangers. So I decided that I wanted to meet them. There was a girl walking right beside me so I decided to introduce myself. Her name was Hattie. We got onto the bus and decided to sit next to each other. It felt good to know that I knew one person. I could get through a weekend with one person to lean on. It was kind of a security thing for the both of us. We had a few people to the side of us and then two boys diagonal from us. One of those boys was Jeremy. We were all talking and having a lot of fun (to my surprise!) and about half way through the bus ride Jeremy decided to move into the seat right in front of me and Hattie. The three of us hit it off. You know when you meet someone and it feels like you’ve known them your whole life? That was us. And the best part was the feeling was 100% mutual. After that ride we were basically connected at the hip for the rest of the weekend.

Now Hattie had (and still has) a long-term boyfriend from back home so Jeremy and I were the only singles. It’s funny when we talk about it now because we both felt the same way. We were so attracted to one another, but didn’t want to come off that way. So we would both try to play the hard to get game. We made sure we didn’t eat too many meals together—I mean after all, we didn’t want each other to think we were creepy! And Jeremy tells me that he would run to catch up to me sometimes and then pretend like he just happened to walk right by me. Oh the things you do when you like someone.

When we got back from camp, me, Hattie and Jeremy kept in touch until they both moved to College Station. And by kept in touch, I mean we texted every day for hours. I loved it. Things unfolded and we decided to start dating.

So here I am, four years later, with Jeremy as my husband and Hattie as my best friend. These two have influenced my life in so many ways. I thank God that he put me on bus 1 that weekend. It changed my life.

For fun, here are some pictures from the weekend we met: