Nathana Clay
Chapter 1:
I am a Nebraska girl all the way. Though most of the stereotypes are not true, I did grow up on a lot of Husker football and corn. When my busy high school career came to a close, I found myself just a little ways down the road at a wonderful tiny Christian college: York College.
Chapter 2:
About a week into college I met Mitch. We had been invited by mutual friends to a popular form of torture known as: Mau, the card game. We were new to it, so the others had a fun time laughing at us. Though I was quickly laying down roots in college, I was still shy and Mitch was a well-known and well-liked sophomore. Needless to say, I was nervous, but not interested in him. He, however, did walk away intrigued by me, which started a friendship, that turned into dating, and, well, you know the rest of the story. . .
Chapter 3:
The present: Married life.
I am a Nebraska girl all the way. Though most of the stereotypes are not true, I did grow up on a lot of Husker football and corn. When my busy high school career came to a close, I found myself just a little ways down the road at a wonderful tiny Christian college: York College.
Chapter 2:
About a week into college I met Mitch. We had been invited by mutual friends to a popular form of torture known as: Mau, the card game. We were new to it, so the others had a fun time laughing at us. Though I was quickly laying down roots in college, I was still shy and Mitch was a well-known and well-liked sophomore. Needless to say, I was nervous, but not interested in him. He, however, did walk away intrigued by me, which started a friendship, that turned into dating, and, well, you know the rest of the story. . .
Chapter 3:
The present: Married life.