Two Stories For Two Months To Go

In two months I get to marry German!!!!!! And there was much rejoicing. So, in honor of this countdown milestone (and because I need a break from wedding planning, job applications for New York, and figuring out how to move my stuff,) I've decided to share a few cute moments of our journey together.

I've told the story of knowing that I was going to marry him after the first phone call. I sat there wondering if it was the Spirit or wishful thinking. There was nothing that suggested it would be in this timetable or anything so I just kept going, talking to him, getting to know each other. A week after we met I had planned to go to the Grand Canyon with some friends on the 4th of July and to watch the sunrise. Something that has been on my bucket list for several years. We left in the middle of the night to drive up and be there for sunrise. We were the first people to arrive at the vista and waited about 30 minutes before the sun started peeking out. It is hard to describe how profound that experience was for me. Not just the beauty of the canyon, or how the light illuminated and changed the canyon with every passing minute. It was the spiritual parallel that really touched my soul- waiting for the light, every single person eagerly waiting for and facing the sun, and the transforming effect that light had upon the people as well as the canyon. Okay, I digress a bit. So as I'm watching this and having lots of profound thoughts suddenly I think, "I wish German was here so I could share this with him." And following right behind that thought was "I want to go on adventures with him. Maybe forever." I can honestly say I've never quite had those sentiments about another relationship that quickly. I called him from the Grand Canyon and sent pictures and a postcard (which he never got, but that's another story). That really set the stage for my next story.

The second story I want to share happened just a week after that. I had a horrible day at work- the kind where you almost quit before lunch- and typically I like to be alone after those kind of days. But after a bit of time by myself, I realized I just wanted to talk to him. So as I was talking to him I drove to the Gilbert Temple and sat outside in my car while we talked, read scriptures together, and prayed. And in the course of that conversation, he said some things that echoed my patriarchal blessing and dreams that I've had. So, of course, I'm sitting there with tears streaming down my face but trying not to let him know I was crying ( don't worry, I told him later). And the Spirit whispered punched me and said "Do you get the hint yet?" And suddenly, everything I'd ever wanted and have prepared and waited for was right in front of me and it was not the butterfly and rainbow feeling. It was a clutch in my stomach and an ache in my chest. If I had been falling for him before, I hit the ground full force in that moment. It was scary and real and ready-or-not-here-we-go. I called my mom and best friend in a crying-laughing way to try to explain what just happened and how everything changed for me in that moment.

I hope you enjoyed hearing some of our journey and I can't wait to celebrate with all of you in just two months!!!