So, here’s a quick recap of my swift love story with the young man in the Amish Britches. November 22nd, 1991, I see Daryl for the 1st time in his homemade denim. November 30th, that’s our first date. December 11th, of the same year mind you, we discuss our future. Things were really racing full steam ahead and I had the idea to elope to Switzerland. Yes, it was my genius suggestion. And Daryl, full of adventure was all for it.
Now, this was over 20 years ago. So we scurried to get Daryl a passport and made phone calls to Switzerland to book this little chapel I had visited on a previous trip. Details were falling into place as if I were in a dream. We booked flights, went shopping and shared excitement as if we were five-year-olds in a room full of cotton candy. We were both getting ready to say “I do” and Daryl was about to have his first airplane ride.
We exchanged wedding vows in Grindelwald, Switzerland and it was blue skies and a day riddled with winter sunshine. After the ceremony, in a village surrounded by Swiss mountains, the enormous snowflakes began to fall. Beauty was filling our lives and we felt like the fresh snowfall was a divine gift. Our courtship had lasted 26 days.
When we returned home, rumors were flying and friends were thrilled for us. Daryl’s Dad came to our apartment and talked with us. That conversation was wonderful and will be something I will continue to respect and keep private. Daryl’s Amish family has been loving, accepting and the true definition of family to us. We are so grateful.
One of my favorite moments after we were married was simple and yet eye-opening for me. It was after about a month of wedded bliss and I asked Daryl, “What is your biggest adjustment to being married?” And after a long pause he said, “Electricity”. Priceless.
Time has moved so quickly. We opened The Miller Haus B&B in 1993 and have lived on the same high hill for almost all our married life. And even though I sometimes see toddlers in my mind, our boys are 19 and 14. This girl who thought she was built for the city, has made life and a home in Ohio’s Amish Country. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
Looking back, I smile at our love story. Daryl and I have such different personalities but we work together so well. My friend Miriam says it like this, “You are the kite and Daryl is the string.”
Christmas Day 1991, a man who once wore Amish Britches changed the course and direction of my life. Jesus sent me an amazing person to spend my days with. I knew it then. I really know it now