Where did it all start?
Her Story:
In Summer of 1996 I met David French, whom in October 26, 2002, will become my official spouse thru the eyes of God.
Both David and I worked for the American Red Cross in a department very well known to the public: "Disaster Services." We both travelled around the U.S. assisting in the front lines or behind the scenes of disaster relief operations.
David and I stayed in contact with each other via phone calls and/or letters. Somehow David and I lost all contact with each other.
I then decided to go back and work for the LAUSD. In August of 1998, I returned to the American Red Cross-Atlanta Chapter to do disaster work.
It was then that David and I were re-united and decided that we were going to stay together forever this time.
We now have our family, which consists of our two sons: Matthew and Isaiah.
What can I say, I am the princess in my own little kingdom
Both David and I worked for the American Red Cross in a department very well known to the public: "Disaster Services." We both travelled around the U.S. assisting in the front lines or behind the scenes of disaster relief operations.
David and I stayed in contact with each other via phone calls and/or letters. Somehow David and I lost all contact with each other.
I then decided to go back and work for the LAUSD. In August of 1998, I returned to the American Red Cross-Atlanta Chapter to do disaster work.
It was then that David and I were re-united and decided that we were going to stay together forever this time.
We now have our family, which consists of our two sons: Matthew and Isaiah.
What can I say, I am the princess in my own little kingdom
His Story:
We met in June of 1997, while working together on a disaster relief operation for the Red Cross. We were working in San Antonio, in the same area of the operation headquarters.
We went out to dinner and a movie and spent some time together. When her assignment ended, she went back to Los Angeles and I went on to another disaster site. We stayed in contact via phone and letters, but eventually lost contact when she made tentative plans to go to Mexico and I ended up working in Northern New York, out of contact for some time.
I thought about her a lot during this time, but I thought that she had gone back to Mexico to live.
On September 18, 1998, I was deployed to the US Virgin Islands for the approach of Hurricane Georges. During and immediately after the hurricane passed by, I rotated between the Virgin Islands, Washington DC, and the Florida Keys. On October 13th, I was sent to Puerto Rico.
Upon my arrival, I found a familiar name on the assignment roster: Yessika Diaz! Could it be the same person? She was scheduled to arrive later that day.
I staked out her hotel and waited for this person to arrive. Surprise! It was her!!!!! We spent a lot of time together getting reacquainted. When it came time for her to leave, I found that I loved her and couldn't be away from her again.
I flew her back to Puerto Rico to spend Thanksgiving 1998, and shortly after the assignment ended for me, I moved to the Washington, DC area and went to work for another department within the Red Cross. She visited me from Atlanta quite a bit and in July of 1999, I asked her to marry me. Due to scheduling conflicts, we had to do some quick planning and we were legally married on August 17, 1999.
I say that we had to move fast because her Americorps program in Atlanta was coming to a close (it was a one year assignment) and she would have to move soon. Since it is not proper for a single lady to co-habitate with a single man, we tied the knot.
Now, we are making the time and taking the opportunity to make it official before God.
On October 26, 2002, I will finally marry the woman that I love more than anything else in the world. And to make it that much better, our two children will be in attendance!
Everyone who knows me is shocked that I have actually settled down and have a family, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. David, 10/15/02.
We went out to dinner and a movie and spent some time together. When her assignment ended, she went back to Los Angeles and I went on to another disaster site. We stayed in contact via phone and letters, but eventually lost contact when she made tentative plans to go to Mexico and I ended up working in Northern New York, out of contact for some time.
I thought about her a lot during this time, but I thought that she had gone back to Mexico to live.
On September 18, 1998, I was deployed to the US Virgin Islands for the approach of Hurricane Georges. During and immediately after the hurricane passed by, I rotated between the Virgin Islands, Washington DC, and the Florida Keys. On October 13th, I was sent to Puerto Rico.
Upon my arrival, I found a familiar name on the assignment roster: Yessika Diaz! Could it be the same person? She was scheduled to arrive later that day.
I staked out her hotel and waited for this person to arrive. Surprise! It was her!!!!! We spent a lot of time together getting reacquainted. When it came time for her to leave, I found that I loved her and couldn't be away from her again.
I flew her back to Puerto Rico to spend Thanksgiving 1998, and shortly after the assignment ended for me, I moved to the Washington, DC area and went to work for another department within the Red Cross. She visited me from Atlanta quite a bit and in July of 1999, I asked her to marry me. Due to scheduling conflicts, we had to do some quick planning and we were legally married on August 17, 1999.
I say that we had to move fast because her Americorps program in Atlanta was coming to a close (it was a one year assignment) and she would have to move soon. Since it is not proper for a single lady to co-habitate with a single man, we tied the knot.
Now, we are making the time and taking the opportunity to make it official before God.
On October 26, 2002, I will finally marry the woman that I love more than anything else in the world. And to make it that much better, our two children will be in attendance!
Everyone who knows me is shocked that I have actually settled down and have a family, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. David, 10/15/02.
