One Year

This is a little late, but I've been busy for the past few weeks. In between going to Salt Lake for our anniversary, a trip to Yellowstone, getting Brad started with school, and job hunting, it's been crazy. But I thought I'd put something up for our anniversary.

Brad and I met two years ago. It was on a trip up the a ward FHE/opening social that I caught a ride up with Brad and his roommates Ryan and James. Ryan was driving, I was in the passenger seat, and Brad was sitting right behind me. Ryan was being a goof and Brad was thinking, "This girl is never going to talk to us again." I had said some things that made me feel like a fool, so I was thinking, "These guys are never going to talk to me again." It was a good thinking neither of us got a good look at the other or we may have been too embarrassed to every talk to each other again.

So, time went by and we met each other at Ward Prayer. We got talking after and ended up talking for 3 or 4 hours that night. It was just really easy to talk to each other.

Time continued to pass and we ended up being in the same FHE group. By this time we were friends and liked to hang out together. So, one night after FHE we were talking out in the lobby were I was living and one of Brad's Home Teachers walked through. He told us that he was doing some stand up comedy for Humor U on campus and that we should come. Brad's Home Teacher left and we continued to talk. Right before it was time to go Brad asked if I wanted to go on a date with him to see Humor U with him. Of course I said yes. So, for our first date we had Cafe Rio, Humor U, and games at my place.

A little while later, Brad called me up and told me he was bored and was wondering if he could come over and we would do something together. I had no idea what we would do, but told him to come over. When Brad came over we discovered that the hatch to the roof of the building was open with a ladder going up. We climbed up and had a cool view. Brad thought we should get water balloons and throw them off the top. Neither of us had water balloons, but we grabbed some sandwich bags and filled them with water. When we climbed back on the roof, we saw some people we also up there. We hid and Brad said we should throw our water balloons at them. I said no, what if they we people we didn't know, etc. Brad wasn't listening. He had found a hole in his sandwich bag and was thinking, "Hmm, I'll let it drip on Alisha." Drip, drip, drip, POP! The sandwich bag burst drenching me. My hair was soaked, my makeup was coming off, and my clothes decently wet. I tried to get him back, but it didn't work. So, we sat down by the edge of the building to talk. I was shivering from being wet, so Brad put his arm around me. We were sitting talking when the biggest shooting star I have ever seen came right in front of us. We both looked at each other and asked, "Did you see that?!" I told Brad, "Make a wish!" So, we both made wishes. Brad tried to get me to tell, but I told him no because then it wouldn't come true. We only had to wait a little while for our wishes to come true.

Some time later, Brad took me out on a date to see the Joseph Smith movie in Salt Lake City. Brad hadn't seen it since it had come out while on his mission. So, after the movie we walked around Temple Square and found a place to sit and talk. We can't remember who asked who first, but someone asked about what the other had wished for on the shooting star. I told Brad that my wish had already come true, I had wished for Brad to hold my hand. We had been walking home from the library, he threw me into the sprinklers (what was with this boy getting me wet?), and then got up the courage to hold my hand. So, I asked Brad, "What did you wish for on the shooting star?" He said maybe later I'd find out. We continued to talk. Brad turned and looked at me, I looked at him, and he kissed me. "That's what I wished for."

So, we continued to date for many months. One day, Brad asked if I wanted to go for a drive up the Alpine Loop and take pictures together. I thought we would go up through Provo Canyon, but Brad said we should start in American Fork Canyon. Brad hates backroads and he went on the slowest way to get to American Fork Canyon. He said he wanted to get the sunset. We finally got to American Fork Canyon and found out that the Alpine Loop was closed. So, we turned around and pulled off on the side of the road to get some pictures together with the canyon in the background. Brad set up the camera on the tripod, set the timer and ran to get in the picture. It turned out well, but he said we should take another picture. Brad set the timer, but instead of coming and standing by me, he pulled out the ring and went on one knee. The camera went off. Brad asked, "Alisha, will you marry me?" I said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" I was shocked. We had gone ring shopping together, but I didn't think he had the ring.