Saturday, January 22, 2011

Whats the story morning glory?

The new people we meet always ask how we met. So, here it goes. I was in high school and my oldest brothers friend "Jeremy" was moving to Colorado, it was sad. I may have even cried. High school finished and I was stuck with the daunting task of trying to figure out what I was going to do with my life. I ended up at massage. It was a way to help people, I wouldnt be stuck in an office all day. I started to look at schools around town. My mom suggested possibly moving away for school. She was thinking Northern Utah, maybe St. George, Southern Utah. I was thinking California. My family had taken a trip to Vail, Colorado a few years before, Colorado was close enough to Utah. I decided Colorado would be a good choice. I started massage school in Colorado Springs, Colorado. Jer found out that I was moving to Colorado and we started talking more and more. I started to think about him alot. He was a really nice guy and, very cute :) So, I moved to Colorado and we spent some time together. I was 18, Jer was 27, and thinking about settling down and having a family. That scared me. So we stopped seeing each other as much. Life went on for both of us. School was going on famously, I had started dating a few guys. I was even engaged (1st time out of 3) . But that didnt go well. His name was Andy. He was bi-polar and un meddicated. It made the relationship hard. I broke up with him, and at that same time found out I was pregnant. I ended up placing her with some very wonderful people Jenna and Jon. They named my baby Paisley. She will be five in a few weeks. After all of that insanity I married my first husband Brad. We were married for almost two years. Brad and I were divorced June of 2009. The same year my Dads mother died April 15th Tax Day, and my Mothers sister attempted to commited suicide in late July, she later died in September. But that is another story for another day. As I tried to pull the fragments of my life back together I started to re-think everything. All of my relationships had crashed and burned, but I thought back to Jeremy, maybe we could have a shot again. I found him on facebook and was silently stalking him. I noticed he still lived in Colorado. Watching what he was doing, who he was hanging out with, if he was dating anyone. I noticed he had a going away party...but where was he going? I spotted a picture of a cake, that had the University of Utah logo on it. I was stunned. "Was he really coming back?" I asked myself. I sent him a message that was short and sweet. "hi jer, its annie, i was just thinking about what went on between us. I see you are moving back to utah. Swing by my starbucks and say hi, or dont no hard feelings." Jer replied and told me it would be nice to catch up but warned me that he was very different from what I probably remembered. We decided to meet and catch up anyway, and the rest is history. Well, maybe not. We were attatched at the hip from that day on. We talked about life and what we wanted out of it. As it turns out we wanted similar things. My family was talking about taking a trip in March of 2010 to Disneyworld I really wanted to go and so did Jer. But I couldnt afford it. To my surprize Jer offered to pay for me to go. He also told me he would propose there, but he kept it a secret when he would actually pop the question. Just as I was accepting the fact that he had gotten cold feet he dropped to his feet and asked me to marry him, in the middle of the fireworks display as Tinkerbell flew across the sky. I said yes and everyone around us cheered. Then began the 'wedding' plans. I didnt want a big wedding, and to everyones astonishment neither did Jer. The idea was to go to a beach somewhere and come back married. That plan soon went out the window when our parents heard the plan. So we comprimised and decided to go down to the court house and invite our parents. July 8th 2010, was the day we got married, we even threw a small bash after. Joe (one of my four brothers) and his wife Emily could not make it into town for the day so we threw a 'reception' in October when they were in town. It was small but awesome, just like we wanted, surrounded by friends and family.

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