I just wanted to take a moment and let you all know how we got together!!! Mostly cause we have almost been together for 7 years. Fun stuff right, it was the classic "Mormon Boy" meets "Mormon Girl"
We were both attending BYU-I and happened to be in the same FHE group................oh yeah, you can totally see where this is going can’t you? Soooooo, we met at the beginning of the semester and our apartments just CLICKED. Not joking, we started doing everything together as apartments. We had so much fun, going to the pizza place to listen to the newest live band, hanging out and eating Little Caesar’s Pizza. You name it, we did it all together.
This is where the romance started. Now, I love my husband, more than anything in this world. He is seriously my soul mate and I have been so lucky to have found someone that keeps me laughing every single day, and that can handle my occasional craziness. BUT------he is so shy!! I know, isn’t that just super cute. So, here you have a loud, crazy, never stops talking girl, and a “I don’t want to look at you cause I might get all red faced” boy. I truly believe that we never would have met under any other circumstance, but because we were all hanging out with each other all the time, we got to know one another really well. I started to find myself sad that he had to work or go to school when the rest of us were all going to be hanging out. There were those moments when we would find that as we were all walking back from the pizza place, he and I would be paired off, just talking about.......stuff. He was so easy to talk to. He listened and even though he was shy, we had formed a friendship that made it easier for him to bring conversations to the table.
It wasn’t much longer after this that we were wanting to be “just the two of us” and would got to basketball games, or bowling games with just each other. The first time we held hands, NO it wasn’t magical, but it felt good, and right. The first time we kissed, the heavens didn’t open angels didn’t sing, but I will NEVER forget that kiss as long as I live. I knew that I was “whipped” (as so many would say) when I was walking through Wal-Mart (LOVE THAT STORE) and my one roommate said, “hey, look at that guy over there, he is super hot,” translation “hey there is a hot guy, put on the game faces girls.” When I looked at this tall slender young man, I turned and shrugged my shoulders...........................WHAT THE????????? I mean seriously, he was a good looking guy, and I didn’t find him interesting at all. That is when I knew, I WAS DONE DATING. Then the waiting game.
It really didn’t take long for Brett to start talking about marriage. He came and met my family, then he invited me to meet his family. While we were visiting his family.........(Insert halleluiah chorus) He proposed!!! He took me out behind his parents house, into a beautiful spot, got down on one knee with it raining and everything. He told me that he loved me, that he couldn’t get enough of me, and that he wanted to be with me for forever. OF COURSE I CRIED. They were the most romantic words I have ever heard. In between my cries I did say “YES”
Now fast forward almost 7 years and here we are today. I love this man more today than I did 7 years ago. I remember my mom saying that about my dad and at the time thinking she was kookoo, but as the last 7 years have gone by, I have found myself in the same boat. I truly love him more now than I did then. Why did he pick me.............I have NO IDEA!! I am still crazy and loud and I never stop talking, and he just smiles back at me. When I ask him “What are you smiling for?” He always responds with “I’m smiling at my HOT wife” We got together on Valentine’s Day almost 7 years ago, and I wouldn’t have traded it for the world!
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