Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Our Story's Conclusion

Today was a long day. I've been doing some major spring cleaning and I didn't go to bed until 3 AM last night because I started cleaning out our storage room and once I start something I can't stop until it's done or else it drives me crazy. OCD much? Yeah...

And then today was a really long day at work with one client overlapping another so I didn't even get a break. I had to sneak away really quick to even use the restroom before I wet my pants. I was so happy to come home and lay my tired self on the couch. I spent a fun evening with my sweet family playing games and eating some treats that my amazing sister brought us (because I had cut her hair when I got home from work... Sometimes I feel like I'm turning into Edward Scissorhands). It was a good night.

And now I'm avoiding doing homework and blogging instead. Since I'm writing already anyway, I may as well try and conclude mine and Andy's love story... (Part 1 HERE, Part 2 HERE, part 3 HERE)

After our first date I went back down to Provo. He called me later that week after I got home from school. We talked and talked and talked about I don't even remember what. My ear was sore after an hour, but we were on the phone for at least 3. We made plans to get together again that coming weekend. We talked on the phone almost every night until then. We just never got tired of talking to each other. It was fast and furious and I was falling fast and hard for that tall handsome man.

After our second date I went back down to Provo. Andy called me that Sunday morning and asked if I was tired. My roommates had all left for church and I wasn't planning on attending (I know, I know. Naughty) because it just so happens that a late night out with a cute boy can be very exhausting when you're spending all of your time swooning. As we kept talking he asked if I was ready for church and i told him no and he told me I better hurry or I was going to be late. All of the sudden there was a knock on my door and when I opened it, there was Andy on his cell phone. We went to church together and then just spent the rest of that Sunday together hanging out, cooking dinner together, and talking about our future plans and life goals. 

I came home every weekend until Christmas break and sometimes Andy came down to Provo in the middle of the week. We went out as much as possible, talked on the phone as much as possible, and saw each other at all times of the day and night. Sometimes we doubled with friends and got to know more about each other's lives. Even though we had only been dating a few weeks I decided I wanted to get him something for Christmas. We had been at the mall and he had shown me a sweater he liked so I decided to get that for him as well as a Lifehouse cd (they were brand new at the time and I looooved them.) Even though it had only been about a month I felt so comfortable with Andy and felt like we had known each other way longer. I had never felt this way about anyone. I know I was only 18 but I had dated a lot of guys, especially over the last few months. I just felt something different about this guy. 

Anyway, I went to his house on Christmas Eve to drop off his gift. His little sister answered the door and invited me in. As soon as she swung the door open and I stepped in I looked up to see Andy standing at the head of the entryway. As I looked up into his face and smiled the thought came into my mind, "I am in love with him." It was a little shocking, but it made me giddy. I knew it was true. And by the way, Andy loved his gift. And had gotten me a silver CTR ring. He joked that it wouldn't be the last ring he would buy for me.

Over Christmas break we had a glorious 2 weeks together. The only time were apart was when Andy was at work. At some point during that time Andy asked me how I felt about being exclusive and not seeing anybody but each other. I had been seeing other boys still, but just out of sheer politeness (I had some dates set up from a few weeks before with guys that would only be home at Christmas break from schools that were outside of Utah. I felt a bit like a fraud going out with them because I knew I was in love with Andy.) He also met my family and I met his. Things just kept getting better and better. 

We had plans for New Years Eve with a few other couples. We had a blast and our New Years kiss was out of this world. Right after midnight he got a call from his mom. I thought it was a little weird but he said she just wanted to wish him a Happy New Year. Later I found out that his family had bets on whether Andy would propose and his mom had to call to find out if he had done the deed. Apparently he had already told his parents he was in love with me and he was going to ask me to marry him. Keep in mind that we had only known each other for 6 weeks at this point and hadn't even talked about a marriage, let alone told each other we loved the other. But I think we both knew it was only a matter of time.

A few days later we were out with our dear friends Paul and Cristan. We had gone out and now we were hanging out in Andy's parent's living room. Somehow someone brought up Andy and me getting married. We started coming up with different scenarios saying things like, "Yeah, when we get married we'll have X amount of kids and we'll have a dog and yada yada yada." We just kept going and joking around about it. Paul went to take Cristan home and Andy kind of got quiet. I was lying in his arms, so I couldn't see his face. I asked him what he was thinking and he asked me what I thought about everything we were just talking about. I said that I thought it all sounded amazing. He then turned me around to face him and told me that he was going to tell me something he had never told a girl before. He told me he was madly in love with me and wanted to be with me forever. He knew it was fast and crazy, but when it's right it's right. I told him I felt the exact same way. We probably looked like crazy idiots sitting there grinning at each other. But crazy-in-love idiots to be sure. 

And so that's how our whirlwind romance and engagement happened. Like I said, it was fast and furious. Our engagement was long by Mormon standards, so I do feel like we got to know each other more deeply over the months of our engagement. And our actual real engagement where Andy asked me on one knee and gave me my ring is a whole other story that I'll have to share another time, so this will do for now. 

But in conclusion to our love story, let me just say that I truly knew deep down in my soul that Andy and I were meant to be together. We've had some of our highest highs and lowest lows, but through it all I never get tired of kissing him. And that is pretty dang important ;)

1 comment:

Laney said...

So cool! I've always been curious about it all. Especially after Mom congratulated Andy on the engagement and asked him if it went like he had anticipated. She said it was one of the sweetest and genuine moments because he got all serious and said it was perfect and he was happy. Then he threw in a joke about how he's super romantic. I knew you had to be awesome for tender-hearted but not going to show that side ever Andy to take the plunge. You two are so so cute and I love you both to pieces!