12 Years ago I walked into my very first Spanish class. I was homeschooled, yet was taking Spanish at our church’s Christian school. I was nervous not having been in a classroom setting in a while. Little did I know then how that day would drastically shape the rest of my life.
4 years later I walked into my first college class. If I thought walking into that Spanish class was nerve-wracking I was wrong….this was by far worse! As a music major in college I was required to study a foreign language for at least two semesters and I had loved my Spanish class so much that I already knew that’s what I wanted to focus on. Then as the school year progressed, for some reason…God’s will…I seemed to be making friends with mostly Hispanics, and missionary kids who grew up in Hispanic countries. This was key in leading me to the point at which I am now. Through those friends I grew more interested in and became familiar with how other cultures worked.
7 years ago I made a decision, that at the time didn’t seem like a big deal, but without it I would have never met Jose. The beginning of my sophomore year in college I decided to attend the church that my best friend went to. It was here I truly became involved in the Hispanic culture and my love grew for the people…and the absolutely delicious food!
4 years later I was attending a different church due to various reasons, but my heart remained at Morningside Baptist and I longed to return. I’ll never forget one day I returned home from church and my best friend, Rachel had returned from Morningside and the first words from her mouth were… “Becca, there are two new, handsome guys at church!” (Jose and his brother). Hahaha, oh how I laugh remembering those words!!! I did return to Morningside (not necessarily because of the handsome guys :p) but because I knew that is where God was leading me and where I belonged.
Church or outings with church friends are how we got to know each other. We spent the summer months hanging out with friends and then the end of August is when he made his move…over Facebook messenger 😀 Eeek!!! I remember how ridiculously excited I got inside while trying to play it cool outwardly since I was sharing an apartment with Rachel. After a bit of chatting he invited me to go out on our first date, which ended up being to an Olive Garden. Poor Jose, he had to work so hard to get this introverted girl to open up and talk. It was probably the quietest first date he had ever been on! Then, less than a month later, he had taken me downtown to celebrate my birthday, which was the next day. It was then after delicious dinner and a slow walk through downtown that we sat on a bench and he told me how he felt and asked me to be his girlfriend….I don’t think I had even let him finish what he was saying when I said yes!
We dated for two wonderful, growing years. There is a lot of work that gets put into a relationship and with us it was even more important to work towards getting to know each other and communicating. For us this was so important because we come from two very different cultures. Every family has their own quirks, but when you add in a different way of thinking and life due to culture then there is a lot you have to grow in! I’m still trying to get used to “Hispanic time“…this perfectionist simply struggles with arriving politely late to an event! But, in all reality it is one of the greatest assets to the Hispanic culture. They place family and friends ahead of time constraints, which is the way it should be!
September 25, 2016 we left church and headed out to the Biltmore Estate in Asheville, NC (if you’ve never been there, I highly suggest it!). It was my birthday present from Jose and I was so excited to walk the house and the grounds….or it might have been because I suspected something was up 😉 The house is absolutely beautiful and I loved it, but I loved it mostly because of the company I had. Being with Jose is like feeling the sun come out after it has been raining. He is warm and kind and that affects everything and everybody around him. It was there after a walk through the woods that he got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife! Making quick decisions is not me, but this one…I knew what I wanted and said, YES!
May 7, 2017 we were married with our family and close family friends at our sides. It was exactly as I had dreamed and our bilingual ceremony is something I will always cherish. It is just the beginning of our journey and there is so much to be learned. There are tears to cry and smiles to share, there will be laughter and sadness, sickness and health and I am beyond grateful that I will share it with my best friend and soulmate!