I probably shouldn't start back up in the blog world because I'm kind of a private person- but hey, new beginnings call for new beginnings. Right? Right.
So here goes:
I became a private person on April 23rd, 2013. The day I arrived in Salt Lake City from Birmingham, England. Without a doubt the beginning of what was to be the saddest time of my life. Not that it's your business, but I came home from my mission because I was dealing with mental and emotional issues that manifested in very physical ways. It was hard. It was hard to deal with, it was hard to talk to President Rasmussen (who, by the way, is my hero. Probably the most caring, understanding, and loving man EVER. He knew EXACTLY what to do to help me) and it was so so so so so hard to walk off the plane, into the arms of my parents who were surrounded by families of missionaries with balloons and banners- a welcome home I would never receive.
A month later, Elder Miles came home from Fort Worth, Texas. I'm not even going to get started on that whirlwind, but just know that I am incredibly proud of him and the way he has held his head high. He's a keeper.
Which brings me to my point! Not so serious, right?
I got a job at Dillard's for the summer, not sure if I would return on my mission. August came around and I got an apartment with the lovely Kellie Hogan at the not-so-lovely Branbury in Provo. I was enrolled in classes, and Josh moved to Provo as well.
We spent a lot of time together- either because we really loved each other or because there's not much to do in Provo, I'm not sure. (KIDDING Josh you know I like you)
I think we always knew that we were going to marry each other. Obviously, nothing works out like you plan, and we're the epitome of that cliche. Coming home from the missions really set us back, and it was hard to gain credibility as a couple from that point. But the New Year rolled around, and I think we knew- we were ready.
So here's the deal. I was working one Saturday, like the 11th? And he wasn't. And he drove to Bountiful (without me knowing) and asked my dad for his blessing. He told me that he walked into my house and all my brothers and their friends just got there after snowmobiling. So kudos Josh. Those are some intimidating children.
I don't know how because I know everything, but Josh was able to talk to my parents and get everything planned without me knowing.
January 18th: Neither of us had work, and he called me at 8 am to tell me we were going skiing. All of my ski clothes were at home in Bountiful, so I had to run to the mall and buy ski pants and a beanie and stuff from Zumiez. We went to Sundance and I taught him how to ski. Which was really unfair because it was his first time, and I had been skiing my whole life, and he was already showing me up. UGH. But it was a really really fun day! We had a blast on the slopes and it was good to spend the day with him.
We went home and showered and then met up again to go to the Ice Castles in Midway. We got up there and it was PACKED. Packed I tell you. They were herding people through those babies like cattle. So I told him no way no how am I waiting in line for 3 hours in the bitter cold for that. (Sorry Josh, I guess that ruined his plan) But he was a trooper! So we kind of hung out, and then headed back to catch our dinner reservation at the Melting Pot at 9:30 (How did I now catch these clues??)
We were driving on this road, in the middle of nowhere, when he starts stressing out that the car is acting weird. We pulled over- I was scared to death that we were going to be murdered. It was pitch black outside, we were in a muddy ditch, in the middle of nowhere, with a flat tire. He asked me to come help him change the flat, so I grudgingly got out of the car. I walk around the corner and he was on one knee with the most beautiful ring ever. I was so surprised!
Honestly- I did NOT see that coming. I am so happy he was able to surprise me, and I am so happy that I get to spend eternity with that boy. What a blessing! I am incredibly grateful for Heavenly Father and His profound influence in my life. I know that nothing works out the way you expect it, but I am proof that the Lord works in mysterious ways. We've been through our fair share of trials, and I fully expect many more to come. But with the Lord on our side we can conquer them all. Of that, I am certain.
So here goes:
I became a private person on April 23rd, 2013. The day I arrived in Salt Lake City from Birmingham, England. Without a doubt the beginning of what was to be the saddest time of my life. Not that it's your business, but I came home from my mission because I was dealing with mental and emotional issues that manifested in very physical ways. It was hard. It was hard to deal with, it was hard to talk to President Rasmussen (who, by the way, is my hero. Probably the most caring, understanding, and loving man EVER. He knew EXACTLY what to do to help me) and it was so so so so so hard to walk off the plane, into the arms of my parents who were surrounded by families of missionaries with balloons and banners- a welcome home I would never receive.
A month later, Elder Miles came home from Fort Worth, Texas. I'm not even going to get started on that whirlwind, but just know that I am incredibly proud of him and the way he has held his head high. He's a keeper.
Which brings me to my point! Not so serious, right?
I got a job at Dillard's for the summer, not sure if I would return on my mission. August came around and I got an apartment with the lovely Kellie Hogan at the not-so-lovely Branbury in Provo. I was enrolled in classes, and Josh moved to Provo as well.
We spent a lot of time together- either because we really loved each other or because there's not much to do in Provo, I'm not sure. (KIDDING Josh you know I like you)
I think we always knew that we were going to marry each other. Obviously, nothing works out like you plan, and we're the epitome of that cliche. Coming home from the missions really set us back, and it was hard to gain credibility as a couple from that point. But the New Year rolled around, and I think we knew- we were ready.
So here's the deal. I was working one Saturday, like the 11th? And he wasn't. And he drove to Bountiful (without me knowing) and asked my dad for his blessing. He told me that he walked into my house and all my brothers and their friends just got there after snowmobiling. So kudos Josh. Those are some intimidating children.
I don't know how because I know everything, but Josh was able to talk to my parents and get everything planned without me knowing.
January 18th: Neither of us had work, and he called me at 8 am to tell me we were going skiing. All of my ski clothes were at home in Bountiful, so I had to run to the mall and buy ski pants and a beanie and stuff from Zumiez. We went to Sundance and I taught him how to ski. Which was really unfair because it was his first time, and I had been skiing my whole life, and he was already showing me up. UGH. But it was a really really fun day! We had a blast on the slopes and it was good to spend the day with him.
We went home and showered and then met up again to go to the Ice Castles in Midway. We got up there and it was PACKED. Packed I tell you. They were herding people through those babies like cattle. So I told him no way no how am I waiting in line for 3 hours in the bitter cold for that. (Sorry Josh, I guess that ruined his plan) But he was a trooper! So we kind of hung out, and then headed back to catch our dinner reservation at the Melting Pot at 9:30 (How did I now catch these clues??)
We were driving on this road, in the middle of nowhere, when he starts stressing out that the car is acting weird. We pulled over- I was scared to death that we were going to be murdered. It was pitch black outside, we were in a muddy ditch, in the middle of nowhere, with a flat tire. He asked me to come help him change the flat, so I grudgingly got out of the car. I walk around the corner and he was on one knee with the most beautiful ring ever. I was so surprised!
Honestly- I did NOT see that coming. I am so happy he was able to surprise me, and I am so happy that I get to spend eternity with that boy. What a blessing! I am incredibly grateful for Heavenly Father and His profound influence in my life. I know that nothing works out the way you expect it, but I am proof that the Lord works in mysterious ways. We've been through our fair share of trials, and I fully expect many more to come. But with the Lord on our side we can conquer them all. Of that, I am certain.
No comments:
Post a Comment