My sister posted the cutest post for Valentine's Day. Since I can hardly come up with any creative ideas on my own, I'm going to use her idea. Thanks Rach.
I begin with a warning. Taylor many times remembers our meeting and dating differently. Sadly for him, I have the journal to prove it. Sorry bub!
Where did you meet your spouse? I first saw him at an Institute Choir practice on January 18th. I had just broken up with my boyfriend, so I wasn't looking too hard for anything. He was conducting since he was the Council President. I listened and watched him and thought...."Wow, he's got a lot going for him. That would be cool to get to know him." Unfortunately I thought he wasn't even in my league, or even my type since I was pretty shy. When practice was over, my roommate Stori introduced us (I found out later she had been dating him at the time).
What was the first thing you said to your spouse? "Hi". So memorable I know. Since I was so quiet, and he generally did all the talking (still hasn't changed) we didn't really end up talking too much until the famous passenger switcheroo night. My friend and I had gone to a Singles dance two days after we met. She liked Taylor's friend Mike, and everyone was trying to get me together with Taylor. We both ended up in Taylor's car to head out to the Eldorado casino for late-night food. We stopped at a house to pick up some others, my friend jumped out to go with Mike, and Taylor and I ended up all alone in his car. He asked me a lot of questions about my previous relationship, so that's about all we talked about on the way. Of course I tried to play cool like I wasn't that into him, but inside I was loving every minute of that night. He ended up taking me home at 5:30 in the morning (yes Mom, I never told you that).
Where was your first date? The answer to this has always been up for interpretation. Neither one of us can figure this one out. I think we decided that we'd make Valentine's Day 1995 our official first date. There was a Valentine's Dance for the University Ward. About 20 girls met at someone's house to wait for the men to arrive. There was a cart full of flowers out front in order for the guys to "bring" their dates flowers. My date, however, brought me a dozen pink roses. This scored him big brownie points. Made the other guys look bad though :D .
From the day we met, we seemed to end up seeing each other and/or talking on the phone almost every day. All of our friends would make comments about us needing to just get married in order to get some sleep, or they would say "when your married" statements. I just laughed it off, but when I read back in my journal, this started just a couple weeks after we met. Even Taylor's mom told him soon after we met that he should marry me. Crazy!
Where was your first kiss? In my car (not what you think) 2 weeks after we met. By this time I had moved into my condo. We had just returned home from going out, and I had to go down to my parent’s house for some reason. I was sitting in my car saying goodbye to him and out of the blue he said, "Can I kiss you?" I was taken by complete surprise. Of course I said yes! It was a nice short kiss, but enough to send me through the roof, and Taylor says he felt like he just conquered Mt. Everest.
Who said "I love you" first? He did. We were standing in his parents entry (he was living at home) saying goodnight to each other and "talking". Before I left, he got a serious face and said he loved me. He added a disclaimer on the end though, saying, "I love you. I just want you to know that. I don't know what kind though...if it's puppy dog love, or lust (nice one), or what." I just thought, oh please!! He has yet to live that one down.
Did you have a long or short courtship/engagement? I always thought the man I married would be someone I had known for a long time. However, from the day we met until we got engaged, it was 4 1/2 months. We were only engaged for 10 weeks. It's amazing how things work out the way they are supposed to.
I know Taylor was feeling enormous pressure from everyone around us. His sister had just met someone at Ricks about the same time as us, and got engaged in May to be married in July. The fact that his little sister was getting married before him wasn't a good thought. Every one of our friends was asking him what he was waiting for.
I was even wondering what he was waiting for. Now that I really know him, I understand he has to think about big decisions a LOT and talk to everyone around him for advice. I'm surprised he popped the question when he did.
Where did you get engaged? I found out after the fact that he ended up deciding to finally propose to me out of frustration. Not with me, but with everyone around him pressuring him to just do it. He is a very analytical person, so when he has a huge decision to make, he needs to think forever about it. I'm quicker to jump into things. This sometimes can be to my detriment. He has taught me more patience with decision and I'm trying to teach him to hurry it along.
He had just gone through an interrogation from his parents, asking him what his problem was (again). He ended up storming out of the house, telling them that he was just going to go do it. He called my parents, asking them if he could come over. Of course my dad grilled Taylor about how he was going to support me, take care of a family, etc. Mom cried and Dad was serious. I wish I could have been a fly on the wall at the house then.
He ended up proposing to me twice. The first time, he obviously couldn't wait, and he proposed without a ring. I had told him I didn't care if I had a ring when he proposed (I don't think many women are like that), I just wanted to be engaged. The second proposal was with a ring.
He called me to tell me he was going to be over in about an hour. He was going to run "errands" (aka - ring shopping with his mom). After an hour and a half, he called and said he'd be over soon. I was going up to Utah the next day just to get out of town for a bit, so I decided to just leave and get my tires checked. Afterwards, I stopped by Mom and Dad's house to visit. While there, Rachel told me Taylor had come over. She didn't know why, but of course that made me curious why he'd be there by himself. I went down to Dad's room to ask him what was up. He just kept grinning and grinning, but wouldn't say much. Finally he said, "He came over to ask if he could marry you." My heart skipped a beat right then. Shock, then excitement hit me. I thought he was lying for a bit, but when I realized he wasn't, I decided I had to get back to my place to see if he was there.
When I walked in, Taylor was sitting on the couch; my roommate was in the kitchen doing dishes. I had to try with all my might not to smile. It was soooo hard. He told me he found a great card for me and it was back in my room. Someone called for me, so while talking on the phone, I started opening the card, halfway reading it. It was all mushy (the kind I love) and at the end, it said "Will you marry me?" Huh?!?! I got off the phone super quick. Taylor peeked his head in the room and asked me out loud. I didn't think he'd do it that fast after talking to my parents. Everyone who knows that feelings you feel when you get engaged, knows it's so hard to explain them. I guess I felt a combination of elation, relief, shock, and wanting to yell it to the world. It was funny how at that exact moment, I felt like barriers that had to be up in order to protect yourself from possibly being hurt all came crashing down. Now that we knew exactly how each other felt, we could talk about anything and everything.
Where were you married? We were married August 12, 1995 in the Las Vegas Nevada Temple. It being the middle of August, I'm surprised it wasn't that hot. I even had a long sleeved dress. It was quite windy up at the temple. Windy enough that Julie had to help hold my train down in order to get good photographs. I hardly remember anything that we were told during the sealing. I only remembered him telling us to always tell each other that we love each other. That's something we don't have a problem doing. Also I remember Taylor getting very emotional. That really touched me.
Where was your honeymoon? We stayed two nights here in Vegas, and then drove up to a bed and breakfast in Manti. That was a fantastic place and I'd stay there again in a second. We basically travelled and just relaxed and took it easy. One night we actually stayed at his Aunt's home in Star Valley, Wyoming. I'm not sure what possessed him to plan that, except for saving money. It was beautiful up there though. Taylor thinks he owes me a "real" honeymoon, but I probably wouldn't have remembered going to Hawaii or on a cruise any differently than I do our actual honeymoon. I just loved being with him.
Here, we went to some sort of animal habitat. I guess Taylor decided we needed some excitement that day, so he locked his keys in the car. We had to wait around for a locksmith for the next couple hours.
If you could have changed anything about your day, what would it have been? There are a lot of little things I would change now that I look back at everything. Things were also so hectic at my parent’s house that summer with Grandpa being sick and Adam going on a mission, that being engaged for 10 weeks makes me wonder how everything all came together. I was not as strong then as I am now about voicing my opinions. It's hard when other people are donating time and money to help you with a beautiful reception, to feel that you can be super picky and demanding. I loved our colors, our flowers, the music and decorations. Basically I loved it all. When I look at Rachel's reception and think that everything about her reception is what I would have wanted, but when I see that SHE even looks at her reception wishing things were different makes me realize the grass will always be greener on the other side.
From the moment I met Taylor, until this day that I'm writing my story, I would not go back and change a moment. Sure times can be tough, but I am so proud of my marriage to Taylor, I'm proud of him and how strong he is, I'm proud of all four of my children and the spirits they have. I'm very blessed. Much more blessed than I even feel worthy of being. I love my husband with everything that I am. I really wish I showed him better than I do. It's true when they say that you kind of push your husband by the wayside when you're dedicating all your time to your children and your home. I'm realizing that giving your husband attention really makes your marriage stronger. He may be like another child sometimes, but he needs to be your #1 child ;) .