I first began investigating the religious life in high school. I was discouraged from it by the pastor of my parish, and in retrospect, at the time, he was probably right. I was pretty immature. After a period of “sowing my oats” I came back to the church, and began an actual discernment process. It was not long after that that I met and began dating my future husband. He knew that I was discerning, and was actually very supportive of it. We attended mass together, and prayed together daily while we dated. I was scheduled to go on a discernment retreat with the pastor of my new church, and each time one was scheduled, something happened to prevent me from going. Then one night my future husband and I went to a Taize service. At one point, during the prayers, I had a sort of vision. He and I talked about it afterward, and I think it was then that I realized that God was telling both of us the same thing. At that point, I knew that marriage was what we were being called to.