My You Story

Little did you know, your one song has been stuck in my head something crazy this past weekend. I forget which day, but I heard it on the radio and was so hype you had shown me this song first a couple months ago. The more I listen to it, the more I love it. We may not have the same battles in life to face, but to understand we are both willing to accept each other through them shows me we can get through anything as long as we work at it. To our viewers: Name a song that describes your life right now and leave it in the comment section down below. With love always, Becca P.s. There's no me without you <3

Have you ever tired to plan an engagement? Neither have I. But you know who did? Marc (with help from the amazing women in his life too of course) The more I think about it, it amazes me the time and effort you put into planning the engagement and picking out the most beautiful ring ever. Whenever you get into something, you don't give 50% or 95%, you always go above and beyond at a whopping 110%. Who else would drive from the city to KOP three times a day for weeks to pick a ring? Who else would have my family on Skype as you get on one knee so they can see the whole thing? Who else would have all four of our parents in one room when asking for a blessing and my hand in marriage? Those are only a few things that show me how much you have really put into our relationship. I guess I'm learning how to truly appreciate your engagement planning even more now that I'm trying to figure out how to plan a wedding (It ain't easy). But I'm under a lot of pressure, because

I never thought about my significant other hanging out with my family without me until you. I always thought it should be like a "you see them, when I see them" kind of situation. Clearly that's not the case looking at this picture alone. This day was only one of many. Today is even one of those days. I feel like we're always talking about how tired we are, I know you're very tired, and you still find the time to go to my parents house to keep my dad company. Who would've thought? Whether it's dinner, church, or to watch a sports game, you have no problem being a part of the family. And that doesn't go just one way. I am so happy I am able to spend time with your family without you. You may have more opportunities, but of the few chances that I've had, I've loved them. Like the day I spent with your mom to get Christmas tree decorations, or swimming and chatting with your brother when you had really bad sun burn, or even hanging out with your

Back to reality guys. I always feel upset the day before leaving, and then I realize we're that much closer to being together again. It was definitely a successful Thanksgiving weekend, and I am super prepared to knock the rest of this semester out. Seeing you this weekend gave me the motivation I needed to finish strong. Two weeks of class and one of finals. So close! Today might have been slow, but boring, never! I always thought it was ironic when church services were super relevant to the things going on in my life, and boy was today relevant. Yeah, it's Thanksgiving time and everyone is thankful, but I've been saying this for weeks now. There is so much to be thankful for than what most people are. And when the pastor asked how many things we had given thanks for in the past day, one answer popped in my head immediately. You. I give thanks for you every day. If I was to only have the things I had given thanks for yesterday I would still have you. I think I'd be

When I was younger I always imagined putting up a Christmas tree other than the one for my parents, and today I finally got that chance. Listening to Christmas music with our dog running around looking for his ball and to put up and decorate a tree was just as I had imagined. Adding those final touches to the tree, like the star on top while turning on the lights could not have been any more satisfying. We were able to personalize our tree and truly work as a team putting it up. Sounds cheesy, but boy, what a team building activity. From lifting the tree off the car, twisting the bolts to lock down the tree, and you helping me learn how to properly place beads on the tree. Oooo and the washing our hands together trying to get the tree sap off of our fingers. That was fun. I was already excited for the holidays, but watching you put ornaments on the tree was a dream come true. What a beautiful tree we created my love. I think we owe ourselves a much deserved ice cream and movie night

When I said I love the holidays, I wasn't kidding. And to have high expectations is usually a bad thing, but it's even better when your expectations are exceeded times 100. When I think of the holidays, I imagine family coming together full of love and laughter, and I can say we got that. To think about planning our days out together on the short days that I'm here make me feel like I never left, and let me know this is where I am meant to be. Nothing else feels as comforting as spending my life with you here by my side. We still have so much fun together. We give the smallest of things actual meaning. And although sometimes the meanings you give things are super complex and rarely spoken in laymen's terms, I love trying to figure your complex-self out. We have so much to do this weekend with so little time. But I look forward to all the time we have. 4pm could not come soon enough. I know I can't come to work with you and just spend my day there, but I sure woul

What a day! Bet you guys thought I forgot. A monkey wrench may have been thrown into our plans, but we took today on like some champs. First we start out with me racing home from Indiana at 5am to begin our day, and I could not have been happier to walk in and be able to wake you up. Even if you were a bit grumpy at first :* But then we finally decided how to take on our adventures. You always give to others  around Thanksgiving, and I've told you many times how eager I was to give by your side. Today, we finally got our chance. Preparing lunches to give out downtown to many people who were unable to feast the way many Americans were today, and seeing the looks on their faces as you gave them the lunch bags could not have made my day any better. When I say our Thanksgiving was abnormal, I'm not kidding. We spent half of our day in the hospital, but we made the best of it. Visiting Cathy and my grandpa would have been difficult without you by my side. But I must say the best p

Tomorrow I will be home back in your arms, beginning our own family tradition, and loving every moment we have together. If there is one thing we are good at, it's appreciating and loving the moments we spend together. I know it's not Thanksgiving yet, but it's never a bad time to appreciate the things you've been given. So with that being said, I want to challenge you. Before the foodie pictures, and thankful statuses come flooding in, tell us something you are thankful for today, and post it as a status. Marc, that includes you. Let the world know one thing you are thankful for, and post a picture of what ever that thing is with a hashtag #TheThankfulChronicles. I've posted every day, for the last 36 days on the biggest thing I am thankful for, and that is our relationship. I could not and would not be the person I am without you. You drive me nuts, but no one could ever take your place. You're are truly one of a kind. With love always, Becca P.s. What

Some wonder how I write every day about something either going on between Marc and I, a story about us, or about love in general. Well, for one, it's easy to write a lot about one person when they are as amazing as he is, and when you have as many stories as we do. And I know the blog ranges from super positive things to things that may sound difficult, but always believe that when things sound bad, that doesn't mean things are actually bad. Have you ever struggled with faith? Not in a relationship per se, but in general? I know I have. And the reason I was leading astray was because I had people in my ear telling me I was wrong for believing in what I did, or because it was flat out stupid. Had I completely given up at the exact moment people told me to, I wonder where I could be now. Would I have a the great relationship that I do with my family? Would I have waited around for Marc so long? Would I be doing as good in school as I am? Had I lost faith, I don't know where

So I've told you all about the first time we tried taking a whack at this "us" thing, and I told you the actually story of the second time, but I don't remember telling you how that came to be. I don't know what happened, but it was my junior year at his graduation I guess that I realized I didn't want to let him go. We had remained friends after our first try at being in a relationship, and that meant something. But knowing I wouldn't be seeing him everyday at school for my entire last year at Rush was a reality check. After he graduated I told myself that I'd try to see him any chance that I got. And believe me I tried. If I knew Marc was coming home from college, I'd try to send a text or place myself in a position where I knew he'd see me. This picture is the perfect example. I was at a sweet sixteen that night and I knew he was in town. I was hoping and praying that he'd show up to the party, but never did. So, of course, me being m

It's easy for us to all say how perfect we are in a relationship, and yet super difficult to show our vulnerabilities. Why is it so easy to say I love you in public, and so hard to say I'm sorry in public? We know we mess up and say things we shouldn't, but we let that slide because we choose to have everyone think nothing is wrong. What about all the times you can't sleep because you're awake angry or upset with your significant other? Or those days you don't talk, letting moments pass by when all you want to say is I love you, but can't because your pride is too high and you don't want to break down first. Or the days when you say something you shouldn't, and now you can't take it back? How do you apologize for those mess ups? It's difficult. Yeah, sometimes you think, I just need a break, and sometimes that helps. A couple hours apart, to get your mind right and out of your angry thoughts can be helpful. But if you're taking that ti

People may finish each other's sentences, but we can finish each other's humming. It's ironic that you'd be humming a song you didn't even know and I was able to finish it for you. But seriously, loving you is probably the best thing that could've happened to me. I pray every day that we grow stronger and live a happy life. With love always, Becca P.s. I'm still working on my high pitched "ahhhhhhhhhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhhh-ahhhhhh". I love you boogaloo <3

They say (my mom and Titilela) well functioning relationships start in the kitchen. Well, that is not our case. When we explain how our kitchen looks when food is being prepared it pretty much goes like this... I cook everything, and Marc micromanages looking over everything I do (it's okay babe, I think it's funny haha... now at least). But let's say those functioning relationships aren't about the cooking necessarily, but the communication in such a small given area? I would agree to that, because every time "we" cook, we talk the whole time. Even if it's me asking him to get out of my way for a second, we're still communicating. We can have fun in the kitchen making anything. Whether its waffles with cream cheese and syrup, pork chops with rice and beans (our fave), or a simple but awesome ice cream sundae. Who doesn't love creating something with the person they love? There have been plenty of nights where I wing our dinner and try to make so

My priority is to make you nothing less than happy all the time. If you're upset, I want to be the one to pick you up and tell you how great you are and how great things will be. I don't want you to be in a funk for too long because you're positivity brightens everyone's day up, especially mine. My priority is to show you off to the world, and let them know that I am choosing you back. There is no one in this world that even comes close to making me feel the way you do, and my priority is for you to know and feel the same. I will make sure you know everyday how much you are my one. Through the good and bad, I want to be here until the end, and hopefully after that. Whenever you're upset talk to me. I shut down and get upset when you get upset, and I need to be stronger than that, but your happiness is still my priority. I wasn't kidding when I said I want to be just like you. You have a way of seamlessly pulling me out of my funks and bringing me back to the p

At first I thought this blog would just be something fun for me to do, to add a little something to our relationship. Not for a second did I think this blog would become something bigger. It has become inspirational, filled with love, supported by many, and I couldn't thank our family, friends, and other viewers enough. It brings so much joy to see people actually care about the things we say or want the slightest insight to our relationship and things we may deal with. Seriously, thank you all! We all have that one friend that can talk about her man 24/7, and instead of choosing a single victim, I hope you all willingly and genuinely love to read these blogs :) I hope you all continue to come back daily to read the blogs considering we have 11 months left of daily blog. 1 month down, and it could not have gone any better! Hope to see you all back tomorrow! With love always, Becca P.s We're international guys!

As the year comes near to an end and I am beyond excited for our plans (Which I'm sure everyone is aware of at this point) but they are seriously awesome. Every time we go to include something else, I can see our holidays getting that much better. We all have our favorite holidays and seasons, but this has always been my favorite. A time to bring family together, new and old, and just talk about how your lives are going and what has happened throughout the year. Marc and I will have tons to talk about, because it has been one eventful year. A graduation, a summer program, a vacation/proposal, a new job, a last year at school, it's all so overwhelming, and we've done it all together. Who ever said long distance relationships don't work either wasn't in it for the long haul or it just wasn't meant to be. There have been many weekends this semester alone where you and I have found a way to get to each other and many nights with very little sleep talking on the ph

There are plenty of reasons why I'd like to be like you, but I'll give you just a few reasons, otherwise we'll be here forever. You're passionate about everything you do. I may get passionate about some things, but every thing for you is an understatement. Like the way you watch your Eagle's games. You already knew this, but seriously, before you, watching football was probably the last thing on my mind. But you've taught me enough for me to understand the game finally. Only took a few years. Other than your passion, I'd very much like your work ethic and motivation. I'm far from lazy, but motivated, ehhhhh, I get what I need to and that's kind of where it gets left. You, you go above and beyond for everything. If there's a homework assignment you make sure you hand in a handwritten thank you letter to the professor for giving you the homework (hahhaha, ok, I'm exaggerating lol), but you might as well be doing that. Instead of just going wi

I don't know about you, but I love living like old people, having our couple of shows that we watch together, and all the movies that we snuggle to the whole way through. Just to feel comforted by having you around is making it harder to leave back to school today. I wish we could just stay home and watch Empire, or Suits all day long everyday. I'll even let that show that I don't really like slide through if it means another couple of hours with you. This weekend was a rough one, and just having you around has made it that much easier. It's hard to deal with things that are unfamiliar to us, but instead of letting fear take over, you reminded me of all the good that has come our way, all the positive things that we have lived through. I thought I knew what it was like to live every day to the fullest, but I received a rude awakening from my fairytale land this weekend and was smacked in the face with a huge reality check. You knew exactly what to say to help me get

There wouldn't be a strong foundation without awesome supporters behind our relationship. Throughout our relationship there have been a select few women who have never given up hope and never lacked in support of us working together to create something amazing. Yesterday was just one of the many days when I knew we had a great backing. We talked about the wedding, the who's, what's, when's, and all. We looked at rings for you, we spoke about the great things that are to come in our future, and were overall filled with love, joy, and laughter. It's easy to hear people say our love gives others hope, but yesterday really showed me just how great of role models we actually are becoming. In times of doubt, people look to us for comfort. They say they've given up hope, and then realize love does exist when they see us. They make sure to not settle for less than what we've given each other, and even though that puts tons of pressure on us, it's a great feeli

We've hit plenty on milestones over the years, and I can't wait for our next one in two weeks. It might not be another graduation, but it will be our first legit holiday season together. Even though we've technically spent holidays together for the past 4 years, this is the first when our families will completely come together. When I think back at all the things we've experienced together, we've really experienced a lot. From me sneaking into your graduation, to you being the keynote speaker at mine (Yeah, I was a rebel, SIKE. But no, I really did sneak in) Since our high school graduations we've seen job accomplishments, school accomplishments, personal accomplishments, any and everything that has happened to one another over the years. And in holiday spirit I must speak on how grateful I am for all that we've accomplished together. I can't wait for you to see my families tradition on Thanksgiving. You always came after eating, so you never witnessed

You would think deciding to talk to someone as a potential significant other would be simple. I like you, you like me, we're together. At least that's how it was when we were younger in high school. But I remember our "first date", years later and it was a whole different ball game than before. Instead of casually talking and just deciding to be together, we had to first have a discussion about talking at all. (There's that theme again, Marc needs a plan, Becca says lets just go for it) I was nervous and hopeful at the same time. This was, after all, the second time I would go after Marc first (I'm not pushy guys, I swear, I just know what I want) But that day he picked me up from my job and we went to eat dinner. Already I was off to a bad start because I had Bells Palsy at the time and I couldn't eat without drooling or having food fly out of my mouth, oh and when I smiled my face turned crooked. Yeah, rough start, but I was determined. I wasn't

I didn't realize the difference between a house and a home until recently. Before getting engaged, I always referred to my parents house as home, as well as every other house I lived in (For like school and stuff). But Marc got me thinking. Are the houses that I live away in, home? Not for a second! Living with people, and living with people that you love are two very different things. In one case you run from the bathroom to the hallway trying to avoid contact or trying to keep from disturbing anyone else. In the other case you barely close the bathroom door and you make all the noise in the world because you know the people at your home are there to love you, not just live with you. I never realized how much could go in to making a home. Since I still live at school, you would think I still only have one home. And that is far from the truth. Having Marc around is a whole other home for me. He provides support, stability, comfort, love, and all the other things you'd expect

If you can't have fun, look stupid, or be silly with the person you're with, he/she/they aren't the one. There have been many moments when Marc and I have looked ridiculous, and are still able to enjoy each other. Like the day we went paint-balling. I might have been a tomboy in my younger years, but those days are long gone, and girly-girl Becca has settled in quite well if you ask me. For Marc's birthday I wanted to do something with him where he could just let loose and have a great time. What better activity than to shoot people with little paint pellets? So beforehand, I really thought I had done my research on how the whole experience would play out. Boy, was I sadly mistaken. I did not realize we should have gone in mess-up clothes, old sneakers/boots, and have lots on considering we'd be OUTSIDE (Yes, I really thought it would be inside). We got there and realized I probably should have told him what we were doing instead of trying to surprise him, becaus

My dear love, I am throwing us back into high school days (Yikes). For anyone who doesn't know, before Marc, the word boyfriend did not exist. But as I told you one of the first few days this blog started, there was something about Marc that brought me close to him. So think about the first boyfriend or girlfriend you ever had. I bet you were super excited, nervous, and full of puppy love. Believe me, I lacked none of that. I'd like to believe Marc and I are just good judges of character instead of thinking we were stupid for becoming boyfriend and girlfriend after 3 days of him knowing who I was and a movie date (hahaha, oh this is hilarious). But yeah, three days was all it took for me to know I wanted him, and yes I asked him to be my boyfriend. Once you understand why I had to do it, you know it was worth it, cause there's only one girl with a ring on her finger today <3 Although we didn't remain boyfriend and girlfriend all the way until this year, we definite

I don't know how I didn't realize this sooner, and I feel like a butt for it. I've talked so much about my family and how much they love Marc and have taken him in like their own, and I haven't even mentioned how amazing his family has been to me. Meeting a significant other's family is always a scary thing, now try adding a language barrier in between while you're trying extra hard not to look like a complete imbecile to your hopefully soon-to-be family. Seeing his family waiting for us as we were getting out of the car could not have been any more pleasing. With smiles on their faces and warm greeting arms wide open, I knew I could relax a little for the moment. It wasn't long before I felt like part of the family. Literally, he proposed the next day haha. But at first I was nervous to not have Marc by my side 24/7 because things are always easier when he's around, but I made it a challenge for myself not to do that. And I am beyond happy I did. Ev

Stories are always fun to tell, especially when they have such great endings. No one ever wanted to believe me when I said Marc was the one. They thought I was crazy and imagining things. Hell, even Marc thought I was kidding for a while. I'd like to blame it on my stubbornness or the many times I wanted to give up and didn't. But I called it, yes I did. I called it my freshman year of college. Of course neither of us were ready for marriage, let alone a relationship at that time, but I knew it would happen... eventually that is. I was constantly asking Marc to be my boyfriend, and yeah it sounds kind of pathetic, but I think it's hilarious now looking at where we are today. We could've saved a lot of time and heart ache babe (I still love you though <3) Just like I mentioned before, I knew eventually one day we'd be together and live happily ever after. Even though Marc tried staying away, he just couldn't. (Yeah, I'm putting you on blast a little l

I never thought I'd be the girl to post a picture kissing her man, but I guess when your engaged you kind of have some leeway. Anywho, the reason I'm so excited to begin another quick countdown is because of the reason why I am coming home. I know you think these "signs" aren't always signs, but I just think some things are too big to ignore. Of course I love coming home to see you and my family, that's a given, but this specific trip home is beyond exciting. First of all, what guy takes his fiance to a wedding event? Not many, and we could see that when we went many weeks ago. We were able to get some insight on the many challenges and gifts a wedding could bring, and all with the great help of our fantastic jewelers. But that's not even the best part. You guys want to know just how lucky we are? There was a raffle, for a free wedding band. Jewelry is expensive now, so free sounds good in my book. Well, Marc and I put our names in the raffle just for th

Marc, it's Sara here making a surprise appearance to just say a couple things and also thank you. Becca said it very well yesterday, you have taken me and my family on like a pro. You have been so good to us and we never want you to feel like you are unappreciated because we love you like you are family (which are you now!). When I first met you I was in 4th grade and I was so overwhelmed to meet my sisters first boyfriend. Since I was so young all I could think to myself was "oh my gosh they're going to be together forever" and boy was I right. You greeted me and called me your little munchkin but as I got older you kind of forgot about the munchkin name and began to call me your little one. And as much as I say I hate it, I love it. One day towards the end of my sophomore year of high school you offered to pick me up after school and take me to lunch. I thought it was odd at first but my sister thought it was a good idea and what do I look like saying no to food?

If there's one thing you could not have done any better, it is becoming part of the family. Trust me, I know my family is very different from yours, but you've taken them on like a champ. I love how much you love my family, how you've taken on Sara as your little one, and how you love to call my parents your in-laws. Whoever said opposites can't work clearly have not seen us yet. I can't help but laugh every time you wear a new pair of sneakers around my mom, and she gets into one of her fascination rants/questions. Or how much my dad likes to pull you to the side to talk about cars. Or having Sara be the first person you asked for my hand in marriage (that's a big one). Of course I'm so happy you were able to get close to my family so quickly, but the way you've taken on Sara as a little sister is something huge for me. I am very aware she is someone hard to handle, (Sara, I say this with love) but even with your different ways of teaching, you seem t

We can all identify at least one thing we know we need to work on in order to better ourselves and the relationships that surround us. We either continue those bad habits or make the change. Like I said before, 21 years is a lot of time to form a bad habit. I won't say what exactly, but we'll call it "chuck". Chucking has been something that has become so normal for me over the years, it comes naturally, whether I actually want to chuck or not. And sometimes habits aren't so bad when they don't affect others, but when they do, you know it's a real issue. The problem in my situation is, I had no idea how bad chucking had been affecting my life until Marc was able to point it out for me. The great thing about this, was that he didn't chose to walk away, but instead wanted to work with me, and to fix this horrible chucking issue. He knew it would come at a cost of his own, and he still stayed. Any other person would have looked at the issue, and would h

Genuine happiness. That's something we provide each other when we're together. Doing something so simple. It's something anyone should look forward to. Being able to do simple things with the person they love, and to be genuinely happy doing so. I love seeing that face of yours when you smile so hard your eyes barely open and your nose crinkles up. It's the best face out of all the funny goofy faces you make. There's just something about that smile of yours that melts me in to pieces. Everyday I wake up eager to see that exact smile, and living far apart makes that difficult. But it leaves us with excitement and readiness for the moment when we come together again. There are plenty of things we have and haven't done together, but every time we do something new, like rowing a boat, we learn things about each other. Although I already knew this, that day you were nothing but supportive. We laughed at how overly confident I was, but I could feel it was all with