Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Stats221 is for Lovers

4 years ago today (well i wrote it on wednesday but i'm posting it a few days late) was one of the happiest days of our lives.

3 guesses.

No- we actually have no idea when that happened.

No- no comment.

Yes? The man in the back with the turquoise hat? You are correct!

Lorin and I got hitched! WoooHoo!

I want to tell y'all the story of how we met. It really is a fantastic one. So, pull up a chair, get some snacks ready and put your kids down for a nap.
It all started with 2 experiences before I went off to school the fall of '05. I didn't know what I wanted to major in and had been praying for guidance. I was led to research Business Management (for all that know me this is just ridiculous!). I wanted to major in business not to make beeelllions of dollars, but to work at a non-profit where I would make, well the opposite of that. So, I signed up for the business pre-req Stats 221. The other experience was a blessing I received from my daddy right before I hopped on a plane to Utah. When he said a certain phrase, I raised my eyebrow, opened my eye and saw my mom giving me the same confused expression. Ha! We thought my dad must be going crazy or something. Let me explain. I was "waiting" for a missionary. We dated all of freshman year, over the summer, and continued our "relationship" through my sophmore year. My dad said something to the effect that I would find my eternal companion this year and prepare for marriage. So you get the confusion right? My missionary wasn't coming home until next year! And everyone knew that I wanted to marry him. Anyway, I thought my dad was nuts, hopped on a plane and prepared for my pre business major classes.

As I sat down in the JKB classroom, I prepared my brain to stuff all this "cool & fun" stuff I was about to learn. I was right by the door and watched everyone as they strolled in. One caught my eye.....I believe he was wearing his green Hurley shirt and board shorts (his signature style). He was super tan, had long hair with a cute little curl on the ends and had piercing GREEN eyes. Hmmmm, ok enough of that, focus. And guess what? He sat down right next to me. That's right. There were empty seats and he chose the seat directly next to mine. And then it clicked. My roomate, Bev, had talked to him in church the previous Sunday. He was in my ward! He said "hey." He had me at "hey."

"I think you are in my ward."

"How do you know?"

"Um, I think I saw you in the building."

"Prove it."

Ok weirdo. You talked to my friend. Whatever. By this time the teacher had started talking. And Mr. Sexy Hair kept talking. I obviously didn't really respond because it is rude to talk while the teacher is talking, duh. He didn't see it that way and thought I was rude. I believe he sat next to me the next class, too. But after that he sat next to this little blonde chick who was Snow White for Halloween....enough said. Anyway, I'm pretty sure I thought this "stats-mance" was over, afterall he had moved on to a cute little blonde.

Ha! Was I wrong, we "studied" for Stats even though I wasn't in his class anymore. (I switched times because work conflicted with that time). And by "studied" I mean we seriously talked the whole time. Then he didn't want to study with me anymore because we didn't get anything done. But we did hang out! We had a lot of fun times just hanging out as friends and eventually became more than that.

I will say that dating Lorin was not easy for me. No, not because he didn't know people actually celebrated Valentine's Day, but because I didn't want to fall in love with him. I just wanted to focus on school and my missionary. Lorin's roommate did warn him that I had a missionary but he paid no attention. When I prayed for comfort in my decision to break up with Lorin it never felt right. Something always kept us together.After struggling with the decision to keep on dating Lorin, and many many talks with my friend, Steve, about it....well I decided to go for it.

We were married in the Washington D.C., LDS temple on May 12, 2006. I was so nervous and excited that it is a blur to me. And even now, I cannot believe how fast 4 years have gone. We have many ups and downs, complete joy and sorrow and have felt the purest of loves when our son was born and when we attend the temple. We've traveled to Europe, South America, national parks and local cabins. We've argued over everything from placement of coffee table books to, well, more serious matters. I miss him when he is at work for the day or on business trips for days. My favorite time of day is when we go to bed and the world is silent. We have that time to reflect on our days and just hold each other we fall asleep....or he pushes me away because he gets too hot.

Babe, you are the best husband I could have asked for. You know me sometimes better than I know myself. You know my likes and dislikes. I love you so much that I go camping and skiing, just for you. May we have many more years together, experiencing more joys, trials, disagreements, travels, and most of all, love.

1 comment:

Shannon Abbott said...

Well put! That was a cute story. Happy Anniversary!