If I should give an award to anyone for kindness, understanding, and perseverance…It would most definitely be my Love, Jacob.
I have busy weekends, a crazy family, school work, and everything inbetween. With all of the going from here to there, something is going to go wrong. In my life it never fails. Yet, one thing that remains constant is the support and dependability of Jacob.
He was built with strength. He was molded with kindness. He was born with talent. He was branded with Christ. He was marked with imperfections. Yet, He is drawn out perfect. He was cut from special cloth to be sewn into my quilt. He is Jacob.
My life before I met him was not good. I was far from Christ and was not surrounding myself with the right people. My mom took me out to dinner one night to Catfish Hole and asked me to think of all the attributes I would want in a husband/boyfriend. So I did.
Here’s a rough look at what it was comprised of: Brown hair, green eyes, musically inclined, liked the same things as me, was nice… things a young teenage girl would want.
One thing she pointed out was I didn’t mention anything about Sprituallity. That really got me thinking and revamping the way I viewed guys. But it only lasted a little bit. I still was far from God even though she had me thinking.
The next school year I met him. I met the one. The last chair, last band, never won anything band related in her life, little sophomore clarinet, crushing on the cute senior 1st chair, 1st band, All-State 3 years, All-Region 3 years, Avion Award recipient, tuba player, Jacob Copps.
Tell me I’m dumb for “falling in love”, I won’t listen to you. It wasn’t a lust thing. I knew it was for real, because months prior I had been fed up with how I was living and began to pray. I wasn’t really sure what I wanted or how to ask for it God, so I just layed it out- follows Christ, good person in general, will love my family, (and this one is kinda silly but hey it’s a girl thing) a high school sweetheart.
It was November when we first actually talked to each other, other than band room sightings. He came to my band party at my house, I remember I was slightly anannoyed, because my DJ was playing music and he was blasting music from his truck simultaneously. But he was cute and I didn’t want to tell him to turn it down. After the party we all went to Braum’s for ice cream. I rode with him. I remember the night quite clearly, I was in the back, he had subs and bass under the seat, and he had a glowing radio.
After that night we started talking more and began to hang out more. We found out we had some of the same friends. Sometimes I would ask him to take me to my mom’s work after school just to spend some one-on-one time with him. Flash forward to March of 2014. We are now considered best friends and the whole 250 person band is “shipping” us. On the 17th we decided that we liked each other and we should give dating a try. Here’s what happened the next day.
1. The whole band knew.
2. We had to tell the girl he was going to go to Prom with he was no longer going with her.
3. Everyone kept telling me they had been waiting for months for this to happen. I kid you not one girl said to me, “We all had been sittin’ around basically watching you two like a TV show that you just can’t stop watching.”
It didn’t take me long to realize that what I had been praying for was right in front of me all along. Prayer has power and it works. For a month after I thanked God every night for sending someone to save me.
Flash forward to March 2015. It’s been a year. An eventful year, the “honeymoon year”. Getting to know each other’s simple characteristics and starting new things together like him taking me to a church I fell in love with.
2015 was different for us we learned a lot more about each other emotionally, mentally, physically (mom, if you read this don’t freak out. I mean medically and it sounds better after mentally), and Sprituallity. It was definitely not the honeymoon phase anymore. We argued a lot more, but once bedtime rolled around we never once didn’t say I love you.
It’s 2016 now, 1 day before our “1 year and 10 month anniversary”. Honestly, we never keep up with months and days anyway. I’m excited to see what this year holds in store for us and what God’s plan is for us. 2 months, 1 day til 2 years. Our relationship will shift someway and I know because of he and I’s commitment that we can work it out whatever it may be.
(I’m really sorry this is really long, it’s. about over I promise)
Jacob has helped:
Make me a better person, made me feel as high as the clouds about my talents, make me a better follower of God, me feel beautiful when I felt so ugly, me feel worth something more than just a body in the world, me feel more confident in certain areas of my life, me when I was struggling financially even though he didn’t have to.
There’s a lot more I could list, but it’s getting late and I have a crafting workshop in the morning.
Overall I’m grateful for him. He does everything out of love, not to get some kind of personal gain.
This is for you my dear, with All of my Love, and it’s a Whole Lotta Love,