Meeting Kevin & Starting a New Chapter
- Vicky

- Oct 28
- 4 min read

Kevin was an angel sent by God…. I just didn’t realize it for a little while. He genuinely cared about me, and he loved my daughter like she was his own. I knew how special that was, but I was so scared to let him in, and I was so worried about how my daughter would receive me being with someone that wasn’t her dad. It was a learning curve for all of us, but definitely one worth learning.
Kevin and I met in 9th grade. I was new to our high school and knew maybe 2 people (maybe a story for another day), and he caught wind that I had read the books for summer reading that we now needed to write a report on. He asked around and got my phone number and called me. Me, not knowing many people in school and wanting to make friends, told him all about the books so he could write the reports, and would you know it, the stinker got a better grade on both reports than me!!! The rest is history ❤️

We dated our whole sophomore year in high school and then parted ways until we met up again when my daughter was about 9 months old.
What made our relationship so special was we were best friends our whole Freshman year of high school. And even though we had dated after that, it didn’t ruin our friendship. Being with him was easy and comfortable even after years of not speaking. It just felt right but I fought that feeling for a long time thinking I was doing something wrong to my daughter by not being with her dad. For a long time, I thought giving her a ‘complete’ family was the only way to give her stability. What I didn’t realize is that stability doesn’t always come from the picture-perfect plan I had in mind — it comes from love, consistency, and God’s grace. Kevin was the kindest, sweetest man and allowed me the time I needed to figure all of this out. It’s a testament to who he is as a person and the relationship that we have now being married for 20 years.

Blending our lives was a very slow process. Early on, if I had my daughter, he would come to an outing here or there, then he might come to dinner with us, eventually spending more time with us but never spending the night until we were engaged. We were together for 3 years before we got engaged, so all of that was very drawn out in happening. I wanted to be so careful as to not make my daughter feel like she wasn’t my priority. Kevin was always on board with that too and never had a problem with me putting her first.
I could tell she was getting more comfortable with Kevin when she was excited that it was him picking her up from school. He always made it fun and that assurance from my daughter was exactly what I needed to know that this was the real thing.
One of the sweetest things Kevin did was ask my daughter if he could ask me to marry him. They shared a little secret from me for a bit, but I think that helped him and my daughter bond and made her feel like she was a part of all of it too. We even included my daughter in our wedding ceremony where Kevin gave her a necklace and promised to take care of her too right before we said our vows which she stayed front and center for.

When I was a child and thinking about my life, I always thought I would be married before the age of 26. I wrestled for a while on how that was going to look when I always had in my mind that it would happen sooner. I had to wrestle with the thought that I messed that up for myself by getting pregnant at 18. Forgiveness didn’t happen right there in those moments, but over time I could see that this is exactly how it was supposed to be.
Looking back now, I can see God’s fingerprints on every part of our story. What felt scary and uncertain at the time turned into one of the greatest blessings of my life. Kevin was more than just an angel sent at the right moment — he was the partner and friend I didn’t even know how to pray for. And as we built our marriage and blended our lives, God was weaving together something more beautiful than the “perfect plan” I thought I needed. His timing, though so different than mine, was exactly right — and for that, I will always be grateful.





