Days like today...

I love days like today. The YSA branch I go to had a temple trip this afternoon to the Seattle LDS temple to do baptisms for the dead. It was awesome to just sit in the baptistery and look at the font. Pretty sure I could spend forever just sitting there and watching people do baptisms. There's something about it that's calming to me. It allows me to think and clear my head to figure out what it is I'm supposed to be doing. Life has been crazy lately and the temple was just what I needed.

The best part was after the temple trip. We had gone to the stake center for dinner since we were to attend the baptism of someone soon after and wouldn't have time to go to an actual restaurant. Towards the end, I found out that one of my favorite missionaries who has been home a little more than a year was the one to be performing the baptism of the girl being baptized. I was way excited. When I finally saw him, I couldn't stop myself from running and hugging him. It's been close to a year since I last saw him and couldn't be more stoked about seeing him. Plus, it made my fiancé jealous since that's his favorite companion from the mission since they both served in the WATAC and spent six months together.

Today was pretty much a day I wouldn't mind repeating one or two more times. Especially getting to see one of my favoritest RMs who served in the WATAC. Only the coolest missionaries serve their missions in the WATAC.

Engaged? o.O

I feel like I'm a bit late in writing about this, even though the event itself only happened a couple of weeks ago.

On the 14th of January, my absolute favorite person in the world flew in to the WATAC from Utah to see me for a week long visit (definitely the highlight of the month). We hadn't seen each other in ~1.5 years and this time was so much better (no more missionary rules placed on him!). Although I was way excited about seeing him again, the time apart was just enough to put my nerves on edge. But I knew the week was gonna be awesome with him there and we had some pretty awesome adventures planned (even though some didn't get to happen due to the fluke weather well had the whole week). Even with the weird weather, we managed to have a good time together.

 The two of us do not fight with each other. We generally don't have a reason to. Unless the weather gives us snow. And then the snow is flying because we just had to create a fight between the two of us somehow. Having a snowball fight with Jack was the closest thing to a decent snowball fight that I've had for a while (and by "while," I mean "years" [one of the guys who lived up the road from me in New York when we were in school used to come over all the time in the winter to go sledding in my backyard with his little brother and sister and he and I would have snowball fights between the two of us]). The backyard after Jack and I were done definitely looked like there had been a pretty good fight going on. Side note: This (--->) isn't my backyard.

Over the course of the week, I realized more and more that I don't ever want to go back to not having him in my life. He means way too much to me to just let go of the relationship we have. The visit made me realize that I love him way more than I thought it possible to do. No wonder why he started off his mission in Lakewood and I had started to investigate the church the month before he came out (I needed to be ready for baptism so we'd be forced to meet for the first time due to his companion conducting my baptism interview two days previous to baptism) and why he came to Lakewood halfway through his mission (so I'd remember him later on once he got off his mission). I'm finally in the right relationship with a great guy who I can't imagine my life without. He's been nothing short of amazing, which is exactly what I need him to be. He'd have to be amazing to be able to put up with me as well as he does. I cannot wait to marry him. ♥

Now to the questions everyone's been bothering me with. How did he propose? We were hanging out just the two of us before bed and talking when he asked. I know he didn't ask in any spectacular way and that seems rather dull and boring to some people but I thought it worked. All that really mattered to me was that he asked; I didn't care how he did it. When are you getting married? In November. Don't ask which day. We haven't gotten that far yet. We only have a very small handful of plans made so far and we're slowly getting what we want figured out between the two of us. Where are you getting married? We want to do it in Utah and are in the process of picking a temple.