Once upon a time a little baby boy was born in an eastern town in Nova Scotia. Halfway across the country in a westward-ly direction from there and nineteen months later a little baby girl was born on the rolling prairies in Manitoba. No one would know at that time that their paths would cross in fourteen years. Very different lives lived would meet in a small city in southwestern Manitoba. This won’t be an in depth story of our lives before meeting but this is will be the beginning of the love story God had planned for us… this is how Jeffrey and I meet.
We both remember it a little differently but my mom was definitely a part of both of our memories. My mom always was very welcoming to new people she’d see in church and when she spotted Jeffrey’s family in church that one Sunday morning she sure as thunder follows lightening was going to welcome them. I always liked meeting the new people too! I would stand right by her side knowing she’d introduce me and maybe start talking about some accomplishment I had done… ya I know, really selfish. So this Sunday morning my mom went and talked to the new family and seeing they had kids I tagged along. Mom introduced me as “My oldest daughter Regan. She is turning 13 in a week.” Then they introduced Jeffrey’s youngest brother, and he had just turned 13 about a month earlier.
Now pausing the story right there. When I was younger I always prided myself with being the oldest. I was held back a year for kindergarten so I was always the oldest in my classes at school. I was the oldest at home. I was the oldest/second oldest of both sides of grandchildren. I just always was the oldest! So when I’d hear that someone was only a month… only a MONTH… older then me it always tended to bug me a little. So there's a tiny glimpse into my thought process.
Since Jeffrey’s brother was only a month younger I immediately didn’t like him or his parents for having him a month before me. Ya, my logic at the time was a little skewed. I don’t remember meeting Jeffrey at that time but I do remember finding out that they were homeschoolers and we would probably be seeing more of them.
Fast forward three years, of not liking and trying to avoid their family at any events we, to a conference that we both attended. Dad, myself and their family decided to go for a quick supper. Recently I had been given the amazing opportunity to lend my voice for a music artist that was a family friend (link to the song and I must unbiasedly add that it is amazing! Take a listen to the rest of his stuff!). That came up in the supper conversation between me and Jeffrey’s mom, she mentioned that Jeffrey was interested in creating music… I decided to try and hook him up with our family friend. Through that Jeffrey and I started emailing each other about music and photography. We gained a connection over our hobbies and interests. Jeffrey told me that when he signed off one email “Your brother in Christ” he had prayed and debated signing off that way for a long time because that was his way of telling me he liked me….and guess what... I took it that way! From that point on we knew we both liked each other.