Detroit Tribune article on us!

http://www.dailytribune.com/articles/2011/06/19/sports/doc4dfbcfe28c6e8103276258.txt

the One

I remember walking down Buckingham with him holding hands when he looked at me and I knew this time its gonna work and now I am ready to commit the rest of my life to him.

You see Thomas and I have been together since I was 19 and he was 18 as I stared at him at Wades graduation party thinking to myself, DAMN that kid grew up and he is lookin goooood!

Thomas and Wade were best friends growing up and Wade and I were always pretty close so I always knew of Thomas, most call him T and who could forget that name. And not to mention his great abs. Our first official date was a week after Wades party, it was more/less a group date but we held hands for the first time so I consider it a date. We went to the 4th of July fireworks and sat in Canada. That is when this all started...with fireworks.

We stayed inseparable and grew up together by doing all the 20 something phase that you go through, bars, parties, freedom, JOBS, and in the process we became best friends, learned from each other, learned about each other and had ups and downs but Thomas was always my best friend.

Naturally we were entering another stage of our relationship and it seemed right to talk about marriage, we love each other, we didnt want to be apart and it felt like the next step. We were 23 and at a friends wedding reception on a boat on Lake Erie. Thomas took me on a walk to the front of the boat, got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. It was so romantic and beautiful, I was on cloud nine and said yes without hesitation.

As time passed and we wanted a long engagement I started questioning myself, getting married so young, not having found out for myself who I really was (or thought I was) and it wasn't that I didn't love Thomas its that I think because I am a kid from a divorced family I was scared to death that I would do the same thing and I knew I didn't want to set myself up to fail. Then I did the hardest thing I ever had done before and told the man I loved that I needed to go travel and find myself and figure things out (sounds corny but still true). And we cried and we were sad and to this day thinking about it gives me a pit in my stomach. He knew I had to go and he let me and as I drove off in his moms old beat up cougar he would tell me he would wait forever (but I'm sure inside he wanted to kick my ass). So I packed up and followed my brother out to Arizona and spent the next few years floating around the west. But one thing never changed and that was my feelings for Thomas. He dated, I dated, never lasted, no one compared, and we talked to each other all the time when I would come home to visit, we were together and when I was 2000 miles away, in my heart we were still together.

I came home in 99 and the love was still there, just different. We both grew up, we both gained our own independence without leaning on each other or anyone else and I couldn't see Thomas without those same ol' fireworks that we saw on our first date.

And then one day on a walk on a spring day everything felt as if it had fell into place. We decided we were going to get married again, FOR REAL!

After going back and forth on the when and where's, something (or someone) had come into our lives and made it allot easier on the when part of getting married (asap) but the where was still the big question. Then one night my dad and I were talking and he said joking Carrie if Thomas could pick where he wanted to get married it would be a football field so where ever you decide he will be fine. And then I remember thinking my God, WHY NOT?! He was right, Thomas would LOVE it and I kinda felt like I owed it to him. Why not make it different?! We are not the normal couple so why have a normal wedding?!

So on June 15th 2001 I stood on the 50 yard line of Berkley's Hurley football field and said I do to a man that has made me laugh, smile, feel true love and he believed in me when I didn't even know who me was.

Thomas you have made my life a fairy tale, thank you for being my prince on a white horse and carrying me off to a beautiful life. I feel blessed and lucky to have you.

Not even 2000 miles can keep soulmates apart.

look at us now...

...and they lived happily ever after.

my lil cheeseball

Just a few cute pic's that my friend Jay took. Cassie is growing up so fast and yes I am emotional about it.
Come on, she is my last baby...
who isn't a baby anymore!