So as you probably already know I have a lot to catch up on. I haven't written anything down since before I was married nearly 12 years ago. I was married to my husband Steven on 6/15/1996 for time and all eternity in the Manti LDS Temple. Let me start with how we met. Depending on who you get the story from it might vary a little. Here's my version. I was attending a summer singles ward during the summer of 1995. One sunday I noticed a new boy in the ward, turns out he had just returned from serving an LDS mission. He struck me as very attractive but a little cocky. So later that evening I attended a fireside with a friend of mine. He was with a friend of his who I also knew and we just happened to manage to end up sitting together, the four of us. After the fireside the three of us locals insisted on taking him to "swinging bridge" which is a large rickety old bridge over a stream up in the mountains. Anyway it does just what it says-swings a lot and can be quite scary-especially at night. So needless to say he played along with the scare factor and claims that he grabbed my hand to be a gentleman so I wouldn't fall but I say it was just his excuse to hold my hand. Anyway as the story goes he called me the next day and we went on our first official date during which he didn't kiss me. It took him until our third date to kiss me-I was quite impressed because every other time I had been kissed it had been on a first date. I knew something was different about him from the beginning. He stuck out like a sore thumb in this small town that I was born and raised in. He was born and raised in a big city in California. So your probably wondering how he ended up in small town Utah. Well his mom and stepfather decided to move to Utah(which he wasn't to happy about) during his mission and so that's where he had to come home to. I'm convinced now that they moved there so that we could meet. After dating for about five months we got engaged and then were married about six months later.
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