Saturday, April 6, 2013
Monday, August 20, 2012
It really does all start with Hello.
June 13, 2010 – Brett said Hello.
I’m sure everyone believes their love story is nothing short
of a fairy tale, a dream come true! That is definitely the case with ours. I
was living in a Provo singles ward 2 weeks before Brett and I met. I felt I
needed to make a change which meant yet another move. I try to avoid moving
like the plague but it always seems to catch up with me. I can’t complain too
much because this move was hands down the best move I ever made, it led me to
Brett.
The Grove 2nd ward was formed the week before I
moved into Pleasant Grove. Brett was placed in this singles ward the week
before I moved in as part of the reorganization. We were both in the right
place at the right time.
I moved into a Condo in Pleasant grove called Cambria with Candice
Winward, one of my good friends from Nursing School. It was my first week attending this new ward. After sacrament I remember Brett coming up and talking to Candice as if
he were a big brother. I soon learned that Brett and Candice both grew up in
Malad Idaho together & their fathers taught seminary together. Small World! Brett then asked Candice to introduce me to
him. We said hello, I don’t remember much more.
July 11, 2010
There was nothing more than a hello for almost a month- anticlimactic,
I know. So, I walked into sacrament with the thought of sitting by a different
man I went on a date with the night before only to find this man sitting with
another lady. I smiled and sat on the next row up. Brett passed me the
sacrament and took a seat right next to mine. I didn’t even remember his name-
this hello was a while ago.
We obviously didn’t talk much during the sacrament but I do
remember Brett asking me if I had a favorite scripture. I shared this one with
him:
Alma 37:37 “Counsel
with the Lord in all thy doings, and he will direct thee for good; yea, when
thou liest down at night lie down unto the Lord, that he may watch over you in
your sleep; and when thou risest in the morning let thy heart be full of thanks
unto God; and if ye do these things, ye shall be lifted up at the last day.”
Brett then shared this scripture with me, in the very same
chapter.
Alma 37:6 “Now ye may suppose that this is foolishness in
me; but behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things
brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise.”
After sacrament meeting ended Brett asked me some of my
interests. I told him I recently picked up road biking as a hobby. He said he liked biking
as well- He asked me out on a date for that Tuesday Evening.
July 13, 2011 – First Date: Ribs followed by a bike ride up
Provo Canyon.
Tuesday evening I drove to Brett’s condo. We decided to meet
there and take my car because I had the bike rack attached. I was early, Brett
was late.. I love that part! It has helped me out a time or two since then when our roles are reversed. Brett apologized because he was ‘stuck in court.’ Again, I
was early and Brett was late.
When Brett pulled up we both laughed because we
were both driving a 2005 Honda Accord. Mine was white, his grey. Here's a study published by Forbes: What Your Car Says About You. A friend at work showed this to me after I told her about our first date. Some of these statistics made me laugh.
The antithesis of flashy, Honda owners are usually pragmatic and well educated; 70% boast a college degree or higher. "Honda buyers buy primarily for the trust and dependability they find in our vehicles," says Chris Naughton, a Honda spokesperson. "Typically, highly functional vehicles deliver less image because customers didn't purchase for image." Honda users also tend to be tech-savvy--only 3% of owners don't use the Internet, compared with 13% of Chevy owners.
How your car color plays into your personality
White- pristine and direct. They are likely to keep their car super clean which reflects the rest of their life. They are hard to please.
Gray - Neutral, Sober, Practical. What you see is what you get with the straight forward owners of gray cars.
K, Back to the story. Again, I was early and Brett
was late J
We then went out to dinner at Texas Rhode house. We had a
long getting to know you conversation over ribs. I always love going out to
dinner and sitting right next to a couple who is obviously on their first date
because the questions all seem the same and many times the answers seem staged
and the conversation can have a hard time flowing. This wasn’t the case with
us, I loved how easily we were able to talk to each other. There was never
awkward silence and the more I got to know Brett the more impressed I became.
I take it back, there was one awkward getting to know you
question while sharing ribs. We learned I was 23 and he was 32. I initially thought Brett’s sense of humor
was coming out when he said 32. I waited for him to tell me he was younger, he
didn’t. Brett looks a lot younger, he could pass off for being 27. I did the
math, we were almost a decade apart in age. I was 10 years old- in the 5th
grade when he left on his mission! I guess I must look older than my age, his
face was just as surprised as mine.
After dinner we drove to the Provo Canyon to ride bikes.
This was my absolute favorite part of the date because Brett brought his roommate,
Kam’s mountain bike. It was right then I decided he was into me, not biking
like he made it sound 2 days earlier. :) I had my bike rack, a water bottle, road
bike and was even wearing biking shorts with the padded bum built in. After I changed Brett decided he should at least change out of his jeans into some basketball shorts. However, the mountain bike was a good move on
his part. We were able to go much slower and have a talk a lot during our ride. If there are 2 things I’ve learned about Brett since our first date: He is
never late and he is anything but slow.
Provo Canyon Trail
Provo River
We rode from the mouth of Provo Canyon to the end of the Paved
Road, just past Bridal Veil Falls and back.
"Beginning with the End in Mind" - Stephen R. Covey
Our Family Story- Our Legacy
Happiness occurs when expectations are met and joy when they are exceeded. I consider my high expectations a blessing, they keep me dreaming and keep me working.
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