Sunday, November 5, 2017

Fall into Love: Laura V. Hilton's story


Freefall Romance
A Fall into Love story by Laura V. Hilton

When Alexis asked for blog posts about falling in love with your spouse, I thought that she meant for stories about a slow fall, like a leave gently tumbling to the ground, caught in a gentle breeze, and taking a leisurely journey. I almost didn’t ask for a featured spot because if that’s what she had in mind, I didn’t qualify.

A slow leisurely fall was not the case for me. It was more of a freefall, terrifyingly fast, but oh-so-right. It was a brisk wind that ripped me from the tree branch I was clinging to, and a whirlwind ride—one where you have no control over anything. All you can do is hold on.

It was August 11. I had just returned to my apartment in Springfield, Missouri, from a visit with my mom in Arkansas. I was tired. And I was not going out. Not. For. Anything. I planned to curl up with a book and just breathe. Then the phone rings. It was my friend Greg. He said he was having a backyard Bible Study and would I like to come?

Um, no. Not really. Thanks. I didn’t say that. I mumbled something about being tired and staying home.

“But we need you there,” he said.

Right. Because I have an opinion about stuff when everyone else just sits and stares at the Bible. But I didn’t want to lead Greg’s Bible study. Sigh.

“Who’s going to be there?” I asked because I could argue that if certain people were there they certainly didn’t need me.

He rattles off a list of names. Then says, Steve.

Steve? Sure, I knew Steves. I knew a lot of Steves. But for some reason, I asked, "Steve who?"

“Hilton. He just got out of the Navy.”

A new guy. Something inside me jumps. “I’ll be there.” I shower, change clothes, and drive to Greg’s house.

Steve and Greg are playing Bible Opoly in the living room when I arrive. They tell me to go on out to the backyard while they put the game up. I do. Greg’s house is dark, dim lights, dark colors. When they get outside, I get my first good look at Steve.

My first thought was, “That’s the guy I’m going to marry.”

My second was “Don’t be silly. You don’t even know him.”

But still. My heart recognized him. Steve was just as impressed with me. We talked after Bible study. We went to McDonald's afterward and talked more. And then every single night after work we spend time together. Not dating. Just talking. Getting to know each other. Hanging out. Becoming best friends, because we were already both positive this was right.

By October we were engaged and planning our wedding.

On December 19 we married—four months after we met.

I had friends since who were shocked by our whirlwind romance. That stuff doesn’t happen in real life. Yes, it does. And a fast romance is what I know. It was different from the guy I dated two years. Even when dating him, I knew he wasn’t the one I was going to marry. And he wasn’t. But sometimes, God brings someone in your life and you just know. Things take off. And like a very windy day that rips leaves off trees and take them on a wild ride, you end up falling in love that way.

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Author Bio: 

Laura V. Hilton is an award-winning, sought-after author with almost twenty Amish, contemporary, and historical romances. When she’s not writing, she reviews books for her blogs, and writes devotionals for blog posts for Seriously Write and Putting on the New.

Laura and her pastor-husband have five children and a hyper dog named Skye. They currently live in Arkansas. One son is in the U.S. Coast Guard. She is a pastor’s wife, and homeschools her two youngest children.

When she’s not writing, Laura enjoys reading and visiting lighthouses and waterfalls. Her favorite season is winter, her favorite holiday is Christmas.

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Book Blurb for 
Gingerbread Wishes, a novella by Laura V. Hilton:

As Thanksgiving approaches, Becca Troyer finds herself overwhelmed with an abundance of winter squash and pumpkins that she isn’t a bit thankful for. 


Desperately trying to sell them at a farmer’s market so she won’t have mountains to can, she’s surprised when a mime drops to his knee in front of her and proposes marriage.

Yost Miller is helping the volunteer firefighter raise funds at the city park when he notices his long-time crush Becca selling vegetables. Drawn across the grass, he spontaneously proposes marriage. But afterward, Yost isn’t sure how to proceed to show her that his feelings are real.

Just as he begins to find solid footing, confidence is yanked away, leaving him floundering. Will he lose Becca to another man? Or will this Thanksgiving be a season of blessings and wishes come true?


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Connect with Laura:

Blogs - http://lighthouseacademy.blogspot.com/ 

Twitter - https://twitter.com/Laura_V_Hilton

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15 comments:

  1. What a lovely post, Laura. Thanks for sharing. My husband met in September and were engaged on Friday the 13th in November... married the following July 4th. Sometimes, you just know!

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    1. Ack... I'd typed too fast. LOL. I had meant to say: My husband and I met...

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    2. Lovely, Elaine. And yes. My youngest son is involved in the same type of whirlwind romance. They met in August on his birthday -- see each other every day. And marriage is on the horizon.

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  2. How sweet, sometimes you just know!

    Thankful for my dear husband who puts up with me🙂

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    1. Yes, I know. I love Steve for putting up with me. Living with a writer sometimes is a wild ride too. :)

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  3. Hi Laura,
    Loved your post about meeting your husband. Thanks for sharing your story. I loved the description at the end about it being like a very windy day that rips the leaves off the trees and takes them on a wild ride!

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    1. Yes. And it was. One of the lovely things about fall.

      Today is a misty, moisty day when cloudy is the weather....

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  4. Loved reading how you met Steve, Laura. My heart is thankful for my faith in Jesus and His word, my wonderful husband and three sons. This year I am thankful for a new cancer surgeon I had and his surgical expertise.
    marypopmom (at) yahoo (dot) com
    Merry

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    1. Praying for your cancer, Merry. I had breast cancer. Terrifying -- and yet I grew ever so much closer to God during that time.

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  5. Hello Laura!
    You're whirlwind romance sounds like mine was. I met my husband at a singles group. We saw each other every day after meeting. We got engaged in 3 months and married in 6 months.
    Unfortunately, I do not have a happy ending to my story. First, I will tell you that this was my first marriage and his second. As the years went by, I realized things had changed. The end result was that after 20 years of marriage, "the grass got greener on the other side" for my ex-husband, as the saying goes. Divorce was the only way to fix things.
    I still pray for my ex-husband. Not for reconciliation.No, no, no! I pray that someday he will come to know God's love and forgiveness for him.
    Laura, I love your story. Life has its ups and downs. But. One thing is a constant in life...God's love for us!
    Have a wonderful day!

    Elaine Shorb
    tinkerbell2by2@gmail.com

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    1. thanks, Elaine. Prayers for you. I'm so sorry your story didn't have a happy ending.

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  6. Grandkid hugs make my heart thankful.

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    1. ah, Deb. I'm sure. Hugs for you. Happy thanksgiving.

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  7. Laura, I really enjoyed reading your great story! My husband and I were quick, but not THAT quick!

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  8. Thanks, Gail. I can't wait to read your story.

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