I met my husband while I was in high school. Dating him was the furthest thing from my mind. As we continued in choir (I was a singer and he was in the band) we became close friends. He was the type of person who was easy to talk to about anything. As time passed, I could see him as more than a friend. It’s like we realized it at the same time. God has a way of showing how blessed you are when the blessing had been right in front of you all along.
He came over to my parent’s house for my birthday dinner to formally introduce himself as the man who was interested in their daughter. The look on my father’s face was priceless. He thought Mike was getting ready to pop the question but it was just to let them know he was serious about being in a long term, committed relationship with me. We courted for six months and during that time we looked at rings, knowing that the relationship would lead to marriage. When I saw the ring I wanted, I thought he was going to buy it right then but he didn’t.
Weeks later, I was headed home from work and tried calling him. We talked every day at the same time to see how each other’s day went. For some reason he wasn’t answering. When I got home I was so exhausted. I went upstairs ready to take a nap, when my dad called an emergency family meeting. We had family meetings all the time but I wasn’t in the mood. I went downstairs and there was Mike, on the floor next to the couch. My dad said “sit down, we have something we need to discuss”. I was so caught off guard and concerned. Mike then gets on one knee and pulls out the ring, asking me to be his wife. Wow! What a moment. Turns out he didn’t answer when I was calling him earlier because he was meeting with my dad asking for permission to ask for my hand in marriage.
We were engaged for a year and had a beautiful June wedding. I remember looking at several hairstyles and decided to go with a pin curl ponytail with a swoop bang. Something simple and classy. The issue was the style didn’t last. My parents and family surprised us with a cruise for our honeymoon and the humidity didn’t help at all. Not really the best view for my husband to wake up to LOL. I so wish I were natural. I can see it now! I would have did some type of flat twist style or updo (like the video below) and it would have been so much easier to maintain the look. Honestly, back then I didn’t know anything about natural hair or the natural hair community.
My husband only knew me with relaxed hair. Six years into the marriage is when I decided that it was time to stop relaxing my hair. I was reluctant to talk to my husband about it because I didn’t know what he would say. I explained why I was making the decision and he was so supportive. Even through that awkward hair stage, you know, the in between stage when you don’t know what to do with your hair and it appears to have a mind of its own? Yep, he loved and supported me even through that phase. What’s funny is when I straighten my natural hair, he asks me when I am going back to the big hair. It’s so good to have someone to support you in all that you do.
Question, did you have support when you decided to return to natural? How did your spouse, family and friends react?
Here are a few more pics from our wedding!