Nine Years Ago...

I had just applied for grad school. I struck a deal with Heavenly Father (as much as one can, really!)

I told him that I would go out of my comfort zone and move somewhere new if He would help me out a little. I was leaving undergrad with only a handful of dates under my belt, I was NOT a true Aggie, and I was feeling quite the old maid at the ripe old age of 23! All my friends thought I was crazy to move to Minnesota-they were all staying in Logan. But I was leaving Logan, having loved it for four years but feeling very ready to move on. I drove into Minneapolis, rounding the curve on I-35W, at that point where you can see the whole skyline, and burst into tears! What was I doing? My parents knew people here. Not me! I was moving in with an unknown room mate, in an unknown town and starting over.

It's pretty much the most gutsy thing I've ever done!

Two days later, I met a boy.

Two weeks later, we were in the same ward, family home evening group, institute class, and I was slowly but surely learning how to flirt with this quiet, shy boy.

Heavenly Father kept up His part of the bargain.

Eight years ago, we had just had our first date...finally!

And seven years ago, he became my eternal companion.

I love him with all of my heart. Heaven knows, he knows how to drive me crazy! But in the wise words of my visionary grandma Betty, "Oh, he is just what I dreamed him to be!"