About Us

I've never considered myself an avid blogger. In fact, I don't know how well I'm going to stay on top of this thing but I figured I'd give it a try. Especially since I really enjoy writing this might be a good way to get a lot of emotions down on paper that aren't exactly directed at my missionary, or at others. :)
     Anyway, about me:
              I'm 21 years old, a native of Utah County Utah, a junior in college and I have two years left in school before I graduate with my Bachelor of Arts Degree. (Well, that's the projected date. I'm supposed to graduate in two years. Crossing my fingers that all plays out. It usually does as we all could probably remember with High School, but still it's the anxiety of the wait to make sure you took all the right classes before they hand you the degree.)  I'm pursuing a career in American Sign Language Interpreting.  It's a tough road, and it's been good, lots of ups and downs but seeing the finish line up ahead makes me all the more willing to finish the degree.  The actual title is 'Deaf Studies' but I usually just say ASL interpreting because most people thing I say "Death studies".  Now while I find forensics and anthropology cool, I'm not into studying death. haha.
            My missionary (Trent) is 24, from South-West Ohio, and he actually joined the LDS Church a little over two years ago.  I'm very proud of him for literally putting his life on hold and going to serve the Lord.  I know serving a mission is a big decision for everyone that is old enough to make.  But for him to go at 24, especially after we started dating really lets me know that he understands his priorities and is willing to do them despite the sacrifice that is included.
            We technically met a little over a year ago when my sister was dating my now brother-in-law Scott. Scott served his mission in Columbus Ohio and while he wasn't one of the missionaries that converted Trent, they did end up meeting right before Scott came home and hit it off really quickly.  They stayed in contact and when Trent was driving semi-trucks across country he one day ended up in Salt Lake City for mechanical issues.  He then decided to contact Scott about having someone to spend time with while he was there and to go to Church with someone he knew as well.  After church Scott drug him over to my families home because my sister Natalie and Scott were inseparable.  So Trent, came along, and was I guess enjoying his time talking with my mom and siblings when I came home.  I was dating someone else at the time, but I remember seeing him as I walked into my parent's front room, and of course wondering who he was because I'd never seen him before.  And I thought he was cute from the get go. Although I felt guilty for thinking that way because I did have a boyfriend.  His experience though was completely different.  And although I believe he exaggerates the story a bit I love hearing him tell it.  According to him, he heard the door open and he looked to see me walk in the room. And he could swear on the bible that when I walked into the room it was like in a movie because there was lights and wind blowing through my hair, and he also swears he could hear angels singing. haha. Needless to say he was smitten, but then he saw my boyfriend and felt a little deflated.  But for the next several minutes while I was there visiting we flirted slightly and we also played the eye contact game where you look at the other person until they look at you then you quickly look away.
          Well we went our separate ways, he went back to his job and I went back to my life.  My boyfriend and I ended things because I was moving back to Provo for school and he was getting ready to leave for a mission and I told him I wasn't going to wait for him because I didn't believe in the idea at the time.  By that time Trent and I had forgotten about each other.  Simply due to the fact I'd gotten off facebook and didn't get back on for several months after we met.  Well, he found me in late January of this year and added me.  Now, I normally don't add people I didn't know, but I justified myself since we had technically met and accepted the friend request.  Then we still didn't do anything, I was busy with school and he wasn't sure how to make a move without freaking me out. Haha. So, it started slow, wishing me a Happy Birthday, liking an occasional post of picture here and there, but it wasn't enough for me to remember who he was, and every time he would do something like that I had to look at his wall and figure out who he was again.  Until about finals week when he got brave and started commenting on my post about trying to get caught up with last minute homework.  He caught my attention then, and I thought he was super nice.
             A few days later I was getting ready to go to school to take a final, and he messaged me through facebook saying that he had a train ride ahead of him and he had nothing to do, then he suggested I should text him and gave me his number.  I was in a good mood so I complied and texted him back really quickly.  Needless to say, the rest is history.  We started exchanging texts and occasionally talked on the phone. We also seriously started facebook stalking each other. And when we would talk on the phone I would giggle like a silly school girl which landed me the nickname "Bubbles".  After a few weeks of this our conversations turned more serious when we shared with each other key moments from our past that have seriously affected our lives.  I honestly believe that was the night we started to fall for each other.  And a week later we finally admitted our feelings. He flew out to visit me in June and that's when we officially started dating.
            When I was with him, and everytime I was with him after that, it just felt natural, holding hands, cuddling, kissing. There was no awkwardness from doing those things with him.  And he treated me the way I truly deserved to be treated.  He even sent me flowers soon after coming home from that first visit. Making him the first guy I have ever dated to do that.  I'm a hopeless romantic so that gave him HUGE brownie points in my book.  Near the end of July he paid for a plane ticket to fly me out to Ohio, and I arrived there right as his mission call did, so I had the opportunity to be there with him when he opened it.  He even took me to Kirtland which was a 4 hour drive to the North, but he did it because I had never been there.  We also had the opportunity to spend the last few days before he left together and I wouldn't trade those days for anything.
             Needless to say, he makes me happy, and I love him more than anything.  We feel it might work out for us. In fact, we feel very strongly that it will.  But I'm still allowing my Heavenly Father to lead me where I need to go and if it's not with him well, I'll be really sad, but I'll know that it'll be for the best.  He's been gone for three weeks and I miss him terribly.  I'm not interested in dating currently, that might change in awhile but I don't know.  I know that it'll get easier with time.  Especially if I stay busy.  And with two years of school left along with several levels of Interpreters Certification to go through, I'll definitely be able to do that.  Two years feels like it'll be forever, but I'm confident that it'll be a good two years for both of us and we'll both be able to learn a lot.  I just pray that I can be what he deserves to have when I get back.

SO! That's our story.  Well, the readers digest version that is.  I might update with more detailed stories in the future.  But that's us, and I'm excited to see where I go and who I can become while he's off serving the Lord. :)