Sorry for not posting anything for a while, I completely fell off the ball on that one. It's hard to believe that November is almost here! I've been ready to pull out the sweaters, the fuzzy socks, and of course my hats, for so long now! I wasn't planning on getting them out at all this year because I would be leaving on a mission to the Philippines for a year and a half....and from what I understand it's not a sweater [or fuzzy sock] friendly place. But things are a little different from what I originally planned....
As you may or may not have heard by now, I am no longer heading out on a mission. "WHAT?! WHY?!", you may ask. The answer to the "what?" and the "why?" are because I have met someone who makes me happy....Not that serving a mission for the Lord wouldn't make me happy, but I found someone who makes me want to be more "me" than anyone else I've ever known (excluding family members)....if that makes any sense.....so I feel that this is a good choice for me.
When I moved back home from school in July, my very first Sunday back in the young single adult (YSA) ward I was introduced by a dear friend of mine to a good looking young man who seemed to be a friendly sort. Not only was he friendly, he seemed to be downright happy! Of course, I thought nothing of it at the time, but now that I think back on it I just laugh to myself and think "oh, if you only knew what was coming your way!".
The first time we "hungout" (I guess that's what you could call it) was on my birthday. It was stake temple night and being recently endowed I figured it might be a good idea to take advantage of the ride to the temple that was offered to me by our wards (at the time) Elder's Quorum President, so as to get to know more people. So of course when I got changed and headed to the chapel, who did I sit with? I'll give you one guess....myself. Everyone was congregated in the middle rows, but I didn't know anyone well enough to ask if I could sit by them....the awful realization that I was going to be sitting completely by myself in my row, heck, in my own section (practically) was not calming to my soul. I sat there totally at a loss as to what to do with myself. I know I may not seem it, but I can be very shy.....and in that kind of situation I tend to go with the whole "loner" flow. So I just sat there, silently praying that I could make a friend so I wouldn't have to spend my entire evening in complete solitude.
Stake President got up and introduced a few of those who were sitting up front with him and announced that they would be briefly bearing their testimonies to those of us who had congregated there. One by one they got up and bore simple, yet spirit filled, testimonies. Finally, our ward's Elder's Quorum President got up and said his piece. He was different from all the rest of those on the stand....whereas the older men in the room were mostly all clean shaven, he was much younger and sported a neatly trimmed beard. I guess he noticed I was doing a good job of playing the outsider, because he came and sat down by me shortly after the closing prayer had been said, and we talked for a few minutes as we waited for the attendants to finish their preparations....I don't recall what we talked about, but I suppose it made a good impression on both sides because we sat in the rows across from each other and made ridiculous faces at each other throughout the session....we probably could've been more reverent.....I think the lady sitting next to me was getting offended by it all, but I ended up having a wonderful time. I guess there wasn't any need to be scared....except for on the car ride home where we nearly died....but that's another story. :)
The rest is history. We went out on a couple of dates, decided that we both really liked each other, and
so here I am, at home for now, happily dating a very wonderful/silly/red bearded man, and totally loving it.
Now isn't that exciting? :)
A picture of me and my boyfriend (his name is Tim, in case you were wondering)!
