We met at a mutual friends recital. I don't remember him but I do remember thinking I could never marry one of those loud music majors. He vaguely remembers me but the interest stopped there. A few weeks later we went on a double date. Him with another girl and me with his friend. I remember thinking what a cute couple those two would make. A few weeks later we were on yet another double date with different partners. Again no thoughts of us dating but I think someone was trying to send a message.
We had a year of seeing each other off and on as friends around campus and being at the same place at the same time. In December he asked for my email, sent me an email, then started dating someone else. I was having way too much fun to notice. Finally in April right before I graduated from BYU he asked me on a date. I wanted to date him but wasn't sure it was the right thing to do. I eventually gave in to his sparkling personality and wit but not without a fight. I made sure we dated for two months before I said "yes" to his proposal. Then made him wait a whole two months before I married him--I know I really played hard to get:).
Well, three states and almost four college degrees later we are still happy to be married to each other. It's pretty amazing to me how things work out despite ourselves. I love you, Ryan, and am happy to be stuck with a loud music, chaplain major after all:).