My First Love

I guess I need to clarify. There is a difference for me between a 'crush' and a 'love'. When I was in 4th grade, my sister Kendall and I would always go play roller hockey at the church parking lot. There happened to be boys that would be playing there too. One of those boys was a dreamy blonde kid named Mike that was a grade older than me. Man, was he good looking. I thought it was SO cool that I liked an older man.  Well there was this Gold and Green Ball for scouts one day and I wanted to go so bad so I could dance with Mike. My parents ALMOST didn't let me go. Wow. That would have been a heartbreak, but since Kendall was going, I most definitely got to go. I saw Mike and my heart started to beat so fast. What was I going to do? Should I pull the shy card and see if he would come up to me? Most definitely... I was stuck to Kendall like glue. Then, my dream boy came up and asked me to dance. I was in HEAVEN! I went home on cloud 9. 

That was my first crush.

My first love was so much better. (If you can believe that...)  It didn't happen until I was 22 years old. That's old for a first love your thinking.  I was in church at a singles ward after coming home from BYU for the summer.  There were a couple of cute boys in the ward and knowing myself, I was definitely scouting out the cute ones :) I had my eye on one in particular. He was tall, dark, and handsome.  Every Sunday, I would try to get the nerve up to talk to this boy and play the flirting game, but for some reason, I would get so nervous. Almost like I was in 4th grade again with Mike. 

    The last Sunday I was in the ward before I went back to BYU, this boy came up to me and he started talking to me. YAY. I was so happy. We started talking about interests and so I told him what mine were. It was actually about wake boarding. I said that I loved to boat and wake board, and that seemed to catch his attention. He then asked me to go out with him that next week boating. I gladly accepted, but was still so nervous. We went and it was great. 

The rest was history. I'm married to him now.