Saturday, February 21, 2009

A Love Story

I am convinced God is a true romantic. After all, how many interesting “how we met” stories do you know? I had a friend in college who canceled a trip to visit her sister in Texas over Thanksgiving and rescheduled it for the week after Christmas. When she arrived, she met a young man visiting Texas on business from Michigan. They dated every day that week and were later married.

My friend Jenny met her husband at BYU when she and her roommates set up a lemonade stand outside the boy’s apartment complex on the day many were moving in. And my friend Sonia, met her husband at her sister’s wedding. He was the groom’s brother.

I am pretty sure there are angels in Heaven whose only job is to make sure the right people meet, and to make their job more interesting they think up creative ways for that to happen. Since I missed being able to spend Valentine’s with my husband due to being in Utah with my mother (who is finally out of ICU! Hooray!) this post is dedicated to my Sweetheart.

It is our love story.

The First Time We Met
The first time I met Wes was at BYU just after he returned from his mission and I was preparing to turn in my mission papers. He had gone to visit a friend of his from high school, who also happened to be my friend and co-worker. When I arrived at work, he was there and my friend called me over to meet him. The second she said his name my heart did a leap inside of me and I thought, “This is the person I am going to marry!”

Our First Date
Our first date came two years later. I was called to serve a mission in Quito, Ecuador and Wes’ father was my mission president. (Angels at work?) His sister was also at one time my missionary companion. During my exit interview, my mission president told me to not be in a hurry to get married but rather to take my time and wait for the right man. Soon after I went home he wrote a letter to Wes and told him to ask me out. Wes ignored the letter until his sister called and told him she had just talked to their dad and he was insistent.




How He Asked Me Out
He didn’t. He had his roommate call and pretend to be him and ask me. (Yes, this was the coward’s way out, but also innovative.) So while Wes went jogging, Curt called and said, “You don’t know me, but my father was your mission president and he wanted me to ask you out.” (Wow, don’t sound so excited) “So can you go Thursday, Friday, or Saturday?” (Obviously very available). I chose Saturday and we went to the first of many basketball games. At this one his brother was the coach and Lehi High School was the team playing. (They won)
Our Engagement
Two weeks later, I was ready for the “Define the Relationship” talk. At some point in the conversation Wes suggested we get married. I agreed but wasn’t ready to make it public, which was good since about a week later I got scared and backed out. Wes was patient with me, however, and one month and one day after our first date we became officially engaged.
First Kiss
Truthfully, I am the only girl Wes has ever kissed. That wasn’t due to lack of opportunity, but rather due to choice. He made a decision early on that he would only kiss the girl he planned to marry. About a week and a half into our relationship we were sitting on the couch in my apartment, and with a little encouragement on my part, he kissed me. Okay, so that first kiss wasn’t the best, but he was a very fast learner.


How He Proposed
Twenty-four years after we were married he leaned over in the celestial room at the Mesa temple and asked if I would be his wife. Although incredibly delayed, that was my only official proposal. For our unofficial one, he came to my apartment one night, and after struggling with the marriage decision I decided I was ready to move forward and so I said, “I want to get married.” He asked, “Are you sure?” I said yes and we went and told my parents. Not at all romantic, but it worked. Three months later we were married in the Salt Lake Temple and moved to Mexico City where he was employed in the family business.

What I Remember Most About My Wedding Day
We were married in July and it snowed the day before the wedding in the mountains. That was not a good thing for an outdoor reception, but all worked out well. The other thing I remember is I was very stressed and rather cranky with my wedding line. My poor sisters and friends! I made them all stand straight and face forward at all times. If they moved, I got after them.


What I Like Most About Wes
Lot’s of things, but mostly that he is so very good. He lives his life in the white and never gets close to the gray area. He is also a lot of fun to be around (although people who only know him from church do not see that side of him) is very smart, very athletic, very generous, very cute and very good to me. Nearly every week he brings me flowers and is kind enough to give me frequent foot massages, which is my most favorite thing. I also love that he supports me in everything I want to do even if it means more messes around the house—like when I went through the tole painting phase, the calligraphy phase, the flower arranging phase etc. And of course he is a wonderful father to our five children and grandfather to our one little grandbaby.

But most of all, he is my very best friend.
I love you Wes! Happy Belated Valentine’s Day! And thanks for bringing so much . . . joy to my journey.

10 comments:

Becky said...

What a sweet post! Your husband sounds like a really good man. If it makes you feel any better, my official proposal went something like this: "Do ya wanna shack up with me?" We were on the temple grounds and he had a ring, so I knew he wasn't just getting fresh. Maybe in 10 more years he will ask again officially like your husband did.

MissKris said...

I LOVED this post! You two are so cute. I love that you two still court each other... even if its sometimes embarrassing for my piano students... :)
Oh and I am honored to be included in your quotable quotes column. Does that count as being published?

Heidi Ashworth said...

wow, Joy, that is a very unique story! How special.

Lisa said...

Great! I love a good love story! I agree with you about angels in heaven. There are just too many coinsidences. I like your quotes on the sidebar. Your hubby sounds like mine and your daughter- what a smooth line. She sounds fun and sassy. I bet she gets that from you. :)

Shannon said...

What a great guy you've got there. I loved the post. You're right, I think there are angels at work there!

Debi (Dubs2007) said...

wow.... what a nice post! I agree with the angels thing... it trully is amazing how some of us get together... what a great guy you have!

Dave and Camille said...

You are too cute! You and Dad are such great examples to us... I hope that we are as happy as you guys in 25 (almost 26) years! And I'm also glad that you guys had me 9 months and 5 days later ;)

Emma T said...

I love that! He sounds like a good man. My husband and I met on a blind date--only he was my friends date instead of mine. For me it was love at first sight. For him it took a bit longer but that is only because he didn't recognize a good things when he saw it.:-)

JUST ME, THE MOM said...

So much fun to read all about your dating and courtship, and wonderful hubby! Glad you're back and your mom is doing better. I suppose we really shouldn't wait til Valentines to spoil these great men with wonderful comments - I think Father's day is around the corner :)

Kristin

Brooke G said...

that is really sweet! I was happy to hear the whole story! you have a great marriage, and a beautiful family!