Our story begun in the spring of 2006 when I decided I would transfer to Mayville State Univeristy from the University of North Dakota. Little did I know that my love story would happen while I was at Mayville State. I probably hoped it would happen there, but knew there wasn’t to many options in Mayville. Mayville is a small town (about 1500 people) with a college in it, it’s a small campus with enrollment under 1,000. I had some good friends from High School who attend Mayville, and that helped me believe I would enjoy my new adventure at Mayville. In the spring of 2006 I toured the college, met with the volleyball coach, and spend a night experience what Mayville was all about with my girl friends from home.
I moved in with three girls in the June. I spent that summer living in Roseau, working at a daycare center, and loving life at the lake. When August arrived, it was time to head to Mayville for volleyball pre-season. Pre-season came and went and before I knew it school was starting. Classes started on a Tuesday. My class on Tuesday/Thursday mornings at 8 am was Marriage & Family. I discovered during practice one day that two of my teammates also had that class. So of course we all planned to sit by each other. We claimed our seats/table, which would end up being our seats the whole semester. BUT the key point to this story is, my love story. As class begun I tried hard to focus on what my professor, Dalton McMan, was saying and telling what to expect. But I had a hard time focusing as this cute “man” was sitting in front of me, one seat to my left. I vividly remember asking myself, “who is this cute man, and why is he still in college (I thought he looked like he was 24)?”
I kept those thoughts about this cute man to myself for about a week or two…then I asked the girls I lived with if they knew who this man was. “Oh yeah, Kenny!” “What, you know him…details!” By know my roommates figure it out that I had the hots for him. Ha! Within the next few weeks we had said hello and had small talk to each other. I will never forget the first thing I actually said to him besides “hi.”
One day after class, as we were all walking out of the room, I couldn’t help but notice he was holding the back of his upper leg/butt. “Why are you holding your butt?” What a great line to start our “first” conversation.
Towards the end of September we had a small gathering at our house. I recall asking Chelsa, one of the roommates, if she thought Kenneth had heard about our gathering. “I’m sure; its Mayville was her response.” I recall sitting in our living room visiting with Sara Ziegler (Haugen) and he walked into our house. I’m surprised he didn’t notice my eyes, how big they got. Instantly I felt shy, nervous, excited, crazy, and a bundle of other feelings all at once. At some point in the evening we decided to head to a local establishment. Everyone jumped into vehicles and left. Me, being the responsible one…was the last one to leave the house. I ran outside and jumped in a car…and who did I find in the back seat? Yep, Kenneth. As we are driving to the local establishment I made the comment that I’m not supposed to be going to this place, because I’m not 21. “Hey, me either” says Kenneth. They asked how close I was to turning 21 and I said, “well my birthday is April 21st.” “No way, mine too!” Next we compared driver license to prove we actually had the same birthdays.
After that night we spent the next month sending each other facebook messaging. Here are our messages from October 26th, 2011
Hey beautiful, when do you have a volleyball game? I want to watch you kick some ass…then afterwards chill, and talk about wedding plans! Kenneth
We got games Friday and Saturday at 3 both days. Friday shall be a good game, Saturday we will probally get our asses kicked. Saturday night I'm going to party in GF after. But friday I'm open. [:)] haha.. okay beka
I don't know how someone as gorgeous as you could have an open Friday night, but that sounds great! I have a doc's appointment, so I might be running a little late. I really want to see you kick some ass, so don't let me down!
Well I hope your leg heals fast!! If for some reason you need a wheelchair I will help push you around! Better late than never though so I will accept you coming late to the game. I actaully forgot, but now remembered that on Friday I'm going to my sisters game @ 7 in GF..but I'll be back after that if its okay we can chill then. Rebeccca
I see how it is…you are already trying to avoid me. Are you kidding me it’s worth the wait to see you! Who’s better your sister or you?? Well, I will defiantly try to make it to the game. You should probably give me a call when you get back to Mayville on Friday, or whenever. 612-718-9060. Kenneth
