I met Brian on a blind date, December 2003. He was at BYU finishing up his masters and came home for the holidays. We had a nice time, but I really wasn't that interested. Brian graduated that spring and then moved down here to get a job. We were in the same singles ward, had a lot of the same friends, but I had a pretty serious boyfriend at the time. And Brian, the fearless dater, was having fun asking out all the girls.
That summer my relationship ended and, excited to be single, I decided to go with a bunch of friends down to the Guadalupe river. A few people, including Brian, wanted to go down a day early and camp out. I decided that sounded like fun and called up Brian to see if I could ride with him. So we rode down together, and that's when I think I started to think of him a little differently.
We didn't really start exclusively dating until the first week of October, but after that it didn't take long for us to know that it was right for us to be together. Six weeks later we were engaged, and four months after that we were married. Today is our four year anniversary, and I am so grateful for the blessing of a righteous, supportive husband and the life that we have together.
3 comments:
It makes all the difference in the universe, to find that unique, incredible person that you end up finding out you were meant for (and vice versa). Happy Anniversary!
This is all and good, but we were already engaged by December 2003. We met December 2002. I love you, babe!
I really did think that we got married after you did. Then I read Brian's comment and found I was right. Does that then make it 5 years? Otherwise, we have been married longer than you! Wow. Loved the thoughts and short story.
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