Our Story

A friend asked me how we met. "What's your story?" she wondered. Here it is.

We met on an LDS singles' website two and a half years ago when he sent me an email telling me he was a mess and why. I responded that he did indeed sound like a mess, but promised that things could only get better. He lived in Texas, but was five hours north of me, and over the next two years we were pretty good penpals, but never met. I think we tried to meet in Dallas a couple of times and one or the other of us would have work conflicts and it never worked out. I just figured he wasn't very interested in me.

Finally, in January, we figured out that we would both be in the SLC airport at the same time while I was bringing my son to a film festival there and he was leaving after dropping his off at the MTC. We arranged to meet at the top of the escalator, a location that he now has a picture of on his cell phone. We talked for thirty minutes, went our separate ways, and that was that. I didn't hear much from him for a while, and once again figured that, well, he wasn't very interested in me.

Little did I know that he went home and made plans to marry me. We finally had another date at the beginning of April, after which he asked if it was too soon to propose. I told him it was not only too soon but to please quit being so nice to me because I wasn't used to that kind of treatment and it was turning me off. But by the end of the month, after keeping a list of everything we had in common that had reached #103, I was completely accustomed to being treated well and we were engaged. We realized that we loved Star Trek, dragon rolls, book clubs, museums, astronomy, blue cheese, our families, cool new stuff, and each other. So much so that we don't want to live without each other very much longer!