7 Years
I'm not sure why 7 is considered a lucky number when it comes to gambling but I know it's lucky for me in love. I've been married to my best friend for 7 years and they've been the best 7 years of my life. Someday I want to tell "our story" with details so that I can remember how things all came together but here is a recap:
10 years ago in January we met and became friends. We hung out and went on one date which we both figured was a little bit pointless...nothing was going to happen there. Moving on...we were just friends. Neither of us saw a potential relationship.
9 years ago I went on a mission and we didn't have any contact but I remember coming home and wondering where he was and if I'd ever run into him again.
8 years ago I came home and we ran into each other at the SLCC Taylorsville Institute of Religion where we first met. We were singing in the Sounding Joy choir and it was mostly by chance that we both ended up in there just one more semester. We started casually hanging out while I moped about all my post-mission woes. After a couple weeks of hanging out we realized that there really was something there. Something awesome. Danny was my favorite person to laugh with (he still is). He laughs at nearly everything and makes everyone feel like the funniest person alive but the truth is--he's the funniest.
We started dating in November of 2003 and got engaged at the end of December. It was a whirlwind 6 weeks! We had a 3 month engagement and were married April 7, 2004 in the Salt Lake Temple.
I always knew growing up that I was going to marry someone who I was really good friends with. Sure, every girl fantasizes about being approached at a wedding reception by a dapper young man telling her that she looks prettier than the bride (no? Just me? Fine). Awkward. But I really knew that it was going to be a friendship that just grew into love. I can honestly say that when we first met I wouldn't have ever thought "I'm gonna marry that boy". But I think that's what makes our story so cool. It was unexpected yet perfect.
This week I stopped by the Institute building to walk around and reminisce. It was so fun/emotional (seriously) to be in the same places and re-experience some of the same feelings I had when we were falling in love. I remember the stairwell where I was sick and Danny came and checked on me after a Sounding Joy performance. I remember yet another stairwell where I sprained my ankle and instead of just laughing (like another moron did) he helped me. I remember kissing in the parking lot when he'd walk me to my car. I remember the classroom that we shared our first institute class together. I remember that he was always a gentleman and opened the doors for me. I remember sitting at the piano in the choir room and watching him play (and starting to fall for him) and I remember VIVIDLY being left alone in the chapel one day. Our friend Christian was on the stand with us after rehearsal and we were just hanging out when suddenly he decided to take off and even though I was terrified and ticked off at him for leaving us alone, I managed to only trip ONCE off the steps. I remember catching glances of him looking at me and getting butterflies because I knew he had a crush on me. I remember hanging out after the Friday Forums and seeing him at the Institute Dances.
Danny and I always say that we were MTB (Meant to be) because while I don't really believe that there is only one person for everyone, I SERIOUSLY believe that we absolutely had to marry each other. We've both known that from the beginning. In the long version of our story--you can clearly see Heavenly Father pushing us towards each other (along with literally all of our friends).
I know it sounds trite to say that I love him more every day but I don't really care. It's true. We've laughed together, cried together, anticipated great things together and mourned together. Laughing together is by far the best :) Danny's the best thing that has ever happened to me and I thank God that he was put right in front of me, several times (I'm kind of slow) but I figured it out eventually!
10 years ago in January we met and became friends. We hung out and went on one date which we both figured was a little bit pointless...nothing was going to happen there. Moving on...we were just friends. Neither of us saw a potential relationship.
9 years ago I went on a mission and we didn't have any contact but I remember coming home and wondering where he was and if I'd ever run into him again.
8 years ago I came home and we ran into each other at the SLCC Taylorsville Institute of Religion where we first met. We were singing in the Sounding Joy choir and it was mostly by chance that we both ended up in there just one more semester. We started casually hanging out while I moped about all my post-mission woes. After a couple weeks of hanging out we realized that there really was something there. Something awesome. Danny was my favorite person to laugh with (he still is). He laughs at nearly everything and makes everyone feel like the funniest person alive but the truth is--he's the funniest.
We started dating in November of 2003 and got engaged at the end of December. It was a whirlwind 6 weeks! We had a 3 month engagement and were married April 7, 2004 in the Salt Lake Temple.
I always knew growing up that I was going to marry someone who I was really good friends with. Sure, every girl fantasizes about being approached at a wedding reception by a dapper young man telling her that she looks prettier than the bride (no? Just me? Fine). Awkward. But I really knew that it was going to be a friendship that just grew into love. I can honestly say that when we first met I wouldn't have ever thought "I'm gonna marry that boy". But I think that's what makes our story so cool. It was unexpected yet perfect.
This week I stopped by the Institute building to walk around and reminisce. It was so fun/emotional (seriously) to be in the same places and re-experience some of the same feelings I had when we were falling in love. I remember the stairwell where I was sick and Danny came and checked on me after a Sounding Joy performance. I remember yet another stairwell where I sprained my ankle and instead of just laughing (like another moron did) he helped me. I remember kissing in the parking lot when he'd walk me to my car. I remember the classroom that we shared our first institute class together. I remember that he was always a gentleman and opened the doors for me. I remember sitting at the piano in the choir room and watching him play (and starting to fall for him) and I remember VIVIDLY being left alone in the chapel one day. Our friend Christian was on the stand with us after rehearsal and we were just hanging out when suddenly he decided to take off and even though I was terrified and ticked off at him for leaving us alone, I managed to only trip ONCE off the steps. I remember catching glances of him looking at me and getting butterflies because I knew he had a crush on me. I remember hanging out after the Friday Forums and seeing him at the Institute Dances.
Danny and I always say that we were MTB (Meant to be) because while I don't really believe that there is only one person for everyone, I SERIOUSLY believe that we absolutely had to marry each other. We've both known that from the beginning. In the long version of our story--you can clearly see Heavenly Father pushing us towards each other (along with literally all of our friends).
I know it sounds trite to say that I love him more every day but I don't really care. It's true. We've laughed together, cried together, anticipated great things together and mourned together. Laughing together is by far the best :) Danny's the best thing that has ever happened to me and I thank God that he was put right in front of me, several times (I'm kind of slow) but I figured it out eventually!
I love you Danny!
Comments
It is missing one thing, however. There was no mention of me and BIG role I had in the two of you hooking up...
BTW- did you know we have twinner rings?