Through his eyes

This following post was neither written, edit, typed, or produced by me. I will try very hard to refrain from adding my own comments, but I make no promises.
Also, this is very long... if you don't want to read it, I'm totally okay with that

Well, Becca wrote her side of the story, and after talking to her, I decided to write my side as well and see if they match up! Ha Ha!

Wow, how the last 5 months have gone by quick. It’s so amazing how time flies when you are keeping yourself busy and life just seems to keep moving even when you want to stop.

So starting last October, for a Halloween activity hosted in the BYU 53^rd Ward, (now the Provo YSA 211^th Ward.). Bro Paulson, (a member of the Bishopric), held the activity at his house. There was pumpkin carving, apple bobbing, eating donuts from a string, and lots of other activities. As much fun as I was having talking to a lot of people in the ward, I just wanted to be around less people.

So I went out to feed the horses apples and snacks, and started talking to the people out there. I finally started talking to this girl Becca, and we hit it off. Even though it was cold, we kept talking and talking, petting the horses and feeding them. I tried to get her to get real close to the horses but she seemed a bit scared. I thought it was cute. I will admit, I became interested in her right away and thought she was gorgeous. So I purposely talked to her and tried to keep her attention.

After a while, we walked back towards the fire and we went our separate ways. I didn’t want to annoy her, and I wasn’t sure if she was interested in me at all. So I just left things be and talked to a few people, but, on the drive home (by myself), I couldn’t help but think about her the whole way home and the way I felt about her.

I didn’t see or hear from her for a few days, (and this is where we differ), I got a message saying that I had a friend request on Facebook from a Becca Page. So I went on and accepted her request. Just so happened, that she was on that night! I was so ecstatic! I started talking to her and the subject moved to movies. So I asked her if she had any good movies and she told me that she had How to Train Your Dragon, and Toy Story 3. I had watched How to Train Your Dragon, but I wondered if she would accept a invitation to come watch one of the movies with me. So I asked. She said, “Yes”.

I was thrilled! She came over and we watched the movies and watched a bunch of dumb random videos on YouTube. We talked a ton, I don’t remember much we talked about that night, I just remembered that I had felt so different about her than I had ever felt in my life. So… I decided to test my luck, I put my arm around her to “tickle” her, and she let it stay there. I think I was so thrilled that I said something stupid like “I think you’re cuddling with me”. Ha ha! We continued to talk and stay up till it was so late we just had to depart, even though I didn’t want to, and I’m sure she didn’t either. I wanted to spend some more time, so I walked her home. We ended up hugging, talking and goofing around for another hour or so at her front door.

After that, it was almost a blur of days together. We spent almost every single minute we could together. I finally wanted to make it official, and I asked her sometime in November, and we finally had our first kiss! (Woo-hoo!).From that first night, she had told me that she wouldn’t kiss anyone who wasn’t exclusively dating her. I wanted to show her how much I respected her, and I kept to that till we were official.

We kept dating into December and through Christmas. During this month, we had plenty of adventures and trying times. One night in particular, we had gone up to Matthew’s, (Becca’s younger brother) Candlelight Concert. It was an awesome night and I got to meet her family some more. We were leaving her house and she was not feeling well. She asked if I could drive her car and us home and I said “Sure!”. I wanted to show my manliness and how much I cared for her. Her dad told me before we left that I had better drive safe enough that he would not have to drive down to pick us up. He gave me a very serious look and I think I about melted into oblivion. Ha ha!

So we drove home, and literally like 500 feet from the exit, we hit a pothole and blew both the left tires. Not only did this kind of get to me that I had just blown both of my girlfriends tires, but now her dad was going to come kill me! Did I mention it was snowing, we had like 2 feet from where we were to where cars were passing us. In a white car, I really thought for a while that we were going to get rear ended or hit, because the last week, it seemed like every day someone had died from a person losing control of their vehicle and hitting them. I was so nervous, not to mention the company that had stopped to “help” us, couldn’t help us, Becca’s condition wasn’t getting any better, even though she was positive and having fun.

Finally, we got a tow to the shop at 1 or 2 in the morning, and we finally made it home. I felt so bad! We were both exhausted, and her car was broken and she was sick. The next day was luckily my day off, so I spent the entire day fixing her car because she couldn’t. I decided to put my entire day on hold until everything could be fixed for her. This is where I truly felt I had started to fall in love with her. I couldn’t help feeling the overwhelming feelings in my heart. But, after a long, long day, I got her car fixed and I remember her smile. It was beautiful.

The days following were amazing. She gave me a pillow tie for Christmas and I got her a necklace. We also went to her family’s Christmas party that supposedly, anyone who took a date to it, got married. (This is still true to this day!). We also made a huge blanket fort for New Years Eve and spent the evening in it till midnight hit and then we departed so happy!

A few weeks later though, right before her birthday, she went to the temple and when she got out, she told me we needed to talk.. She had been praying and going to the temple a lot and she had decided to break up with me, but when I got the text saying we needed to talk, I pretty much knew what was coming my way. I had bought her some birthday presents, and instead of taking them back, I decided to give them to her. Because, I think I had wanted to show her how much I cared about her and that even if I knew she was going to break it off with me, that I did not feel any hatred/anger about it.

That was the hardest day I have ever had in my life. When I thought it was really over, I was crushed, I was so scared, I had no idea what I was going to do… I basically walked home, crawled under my bed (which is actually really high up), and cried. I didn’t really see or talk to her for a week or so, anytime I talked to her, all I wanted to say was to take me back, take me back. But, I had a feeling this was needed, and I needed to respect the answer that she had been given and to give it time. Things would work out right for both of us. We had things to work out in our lives, and we needed to date others to make sure it was right. I assume neither of us knew it at the time, but I assume it was the Lord’s hand in it all.

I stuck it out, determined either to get back together with her and marry her, or to have her flat out tell me to get lost. I finally had convinced her to meet my family in Roosevelt. We still weren’t official, but I just felt she had to meet my family and my parents had told me the exact same thing. So after much convincing, we finally headed out and she didn’t seem really excited, she said it was a big deal to travel that far and to spend the night out there. But, the second we hit open country, she loosened up and was just thrilled. We spent time with my parents and looking through scrapbooks. While we were looking through them, she turned to me and said, I can totally see your parent’s house being Grandma’s and Grandpa’s house. I knew right then and there I wanted to marry her and that it was right. I felt that at that moment, she had decided she had wanted to marry me also.

My Grandparent’s on my dad’s side had been telling me for a long while that they wanted to give me their ring. The ring my Grandpa Dennis had proposed to my Grandma Dennis with. I was so happy that I could have it! Not only was it their ring, which will always be worth more than money itself, but it meant that I could ask her soon! I talked to her about it for a few weeks afterwards and she finally gave me a solid “Yes” to getting married. We picked a date and a temple and I called my parents to bring me out the ring ASAP. In the meantime, I had to go up to West Jordan to open a new cell phone kiosk for Sam’s Club, and I figured that day was as good as any to talk to her dad. So I got his number from her and called him up and asked him if it was ok to stop by and talk to him for a bit. He gladly told me I was welcome to stop by and speak to him.

So I went up and asked him if I could marry Becca. He told me yes. The conversation I was hoping would last maybe a half an hour or so turned out to be almost 2 hours long. I got back and told Becca that I had talked to her dad and that he had said yes. The next day (Thursday), I got the ring from my mom. I took it to get it sized and cleaned the next day after that (Friday), the whole time trying to think of a way to propose to Becca. I knew I just had to surprise her, and that was about it. The jeweler was amazing! (Sierra West in case anyone wanted to know), they had it ready for me the next day! I was so thrilled, I was determined that day to ask her to marry me, and I would just wing it.

We went to go see an apartment, grab some dinner and come back and do some homework. So when we got done with the apartment viewing. We went to my favorite fast-food Chinese place @12. We got food and while she was ordering hers, I went and looked through the fortune cookies and tried to find one big enough to put the ring in it. I found some and stuffed them in my pockets. We went up to Rock Canyon Park after that (and some convincing on my part) to watch the sunset and eat dinner. I tried to put the ring in the cookie, but it wouldn’t fit and I broke the cookie. (PS. The fortune said something like “You have wonderful news, call distant relatives to tell them. Share the news”. Something along those lines. Dang, that would have been perfect!). Anyways, after we got done eating, I told her how much I loved her, how pretty she was and how much I wanted to spend my life with her, then I knelt off the bench we were sitting on and said “Rebecca Page, will you be my wife?”.

She was laughing/giggling and had her eyes shut! I wasn’t sure if she had missed the whole thing or if it had just happened because I was trying to put the ring on her finger and she grabbed it from me. She said yes after what seemed like 2 minutes, and then she handed the ring to me to put on her finger. I put it on her finger, got back up on the bench, kissed her a few times and just sat there for a minute enjoying the moment. Becca then said, “Babe, I had my eyes shut during the whole thing, I missed it all”. So I asked jokingly if I had to do it again. She said YES. So, I knelt down again, took the ring and looked at her, she had closed her eyes again! Ha Ha! It took a little coaxing to get her to open her eyes, so then I proposed again.

On the drive home, she text a few people the picture of the ring and her mom calls back almost immediately and told us we had to go up to S. Jordan right then to see the family. On the way up there, we called various members of my family and a few of her friends and told them the great news! We got to her parents house and just hung out and talked about the great news and possible dates we were thinking of. Becca’s niece Micaela was so ecstatic and was jumping up and down, up and down and was soooooo happy we were getting married! Haha! What a wonderful night. I am so happy and blessed to be engaged to such a wonderful person. I love her with all my heart, might, mind and strength. For all of you wondering what day we’re getting married on, July 16, 2011 is the big day! It can’t come fast enough. I’m so ready to spend the rest of my life with her.

The END!

I know I said I wouldn't... but here's my quick contribution.

Was I by the horses? Yes. Was I afraid of them? No. Did I have a roommate that was afraid of the horses? Yes. Did he somehow mix us up? I would say it appears so. Punk.

He could be right about the friend request thing, but I still think it was the other way around... not that it really matters.

Yes, he did say something stupid like "Hey, we're cuddling, aren't we?" Fortunately for him, I pretended that never happened. ;)

I DID edit out one space that shouldn't have been there. But I left the rest alone, I promise!