Here Comes Goodbye

We made each other promise not to listen to this song for so long. Mainly because we knew it would come, and didn't want to be sad. It's a song we both love yet we both hate at the same time. Today I will give my last hug to Brady for two years. Tomorrow I'l watch him walk into the MTC and give two years of his life to the Lord. I couldn't be happier. But the reality of saying goodbye is here....so here comes goodbye. I love you Brady, see you in two!

Happy Birthday to Brady!

Since I am the best girlfriend in the world, here I am, a week late writing a happy birthday post to my man. For some reason, this week just hasn't been a good one for me blog-wise. I don't have the motivation to write stuff down after taking notes all day at school. But I really have some great stuff to share and will be posting some fun things within the next few days.

Happy Birthday Brady! Yes, your birthday was a week ago, exactly. But that's okay.

I can't believe it was our second year of doing birthday things together. Last year, we went to dinner with your family. But I was stuck in Provo, in a cast, and you had to come get me so that you could spend your birthday with me. This year, I was stuck in class. UNTIL 5. So you, once again waited on me, so that we could go up to Salt Lake with your family to go to Tucanos. I rushed to Cedar Hills from Provo, right after my class got out, and then we all went up to Salt Lake for dinner. Tucanos is the best place for birthday dinner. It's amazing. I love it. I'm going to miss going there with you. Especially because you took me there for the first time. It's not the same without you. We attempted to take a good picture, but ended up with many goofy ones. But that's okay. Because I'm starting to like the goofy ones more and more now.

Then we made our way into Hollister by accident. haha. :) Okay, not really by accident. Mainly because I wanted to go in there while we waited for your family. I love shopping a little too much. I probably shop a little too much. But I love shopping even more when you are with me. Not because I want you to buy me things, but because I value your opinion. I like it when you tell me things look good. Because, I dress for you, so i definitely like knowing what you like. But most of all, I love the sweater that you bought me Thursday night. Once again, you catered to me on your birthday! You are so sweet. It's absolutely perfect. And i'm going to wear it a lot. 

I know it isn't always easy. Sometimes things just don't work out. We both work. We both have insane schedules. We live 14.8 miles away from each other (soon to be 601 miles). But you have made it easy to be in a relationship. You let me be myself. You make it real for me. You love me, make me laugh, and inspire me to strive for greatness. You help me dream big, you help me see the good in everything, and you helped me write a future for myself. I'm grateful for this. Not only are the person who loves me for who I am, but you are also my best friend. The person I could tell anything to. The person I could come crying to. The person I could wait forever for. You are my person. It's just that simple. Thank you. Happy Birthday Brady! I love you! 

I don't remember how life was more than just peachy without you. You've made it more than just peachy. You've made my life a fairytale. 

Part 1: The Asking

In so many ways, this story could be rather boring, plain, and completely typical. But on the other hand, this story is one that has a beginning, a middle, but no end. Not yet at least, but hopefully someday, i'll know how this story ends. This is our story. One that is filled with excitement, happiness, and loads of romance, and that's what sets it apart from the rest. And lots of crazy, awkward, and silly moments that make it so much more funny!

I've known Brady for a really long time. As in long time, we went to sixth grade, all of junior high, and all of high school together. We grew up in the same city, stake, and were mutual acquaintances. We had classes together throughout the years, and talked together here and there, but we never were actual close friends. But senior year changed that.

We had one class together. One class out of eight classes. Sports Medicine. I still consider that to be one of the funnest classes I took senior year. I took it for one reason.....to have a class with my best friend Brooklyn. I had no intention of ever going into a medical profession after high school. But the class was well worth all the hard work....not only did I learn how to tape my sprained ankles and take care of my rugby injuries, I started talking to Brady Webb who was also in that class.

The class was a year long class. So every other day, we'd have sports med and we'd look at gross injury pictures, we'd tape ankles, arms, and wrists, and we'd dissect gross things. The day we dissected cow hearts was probably the worst day in that class for me. I wanted to throw up.

I sat in the back, middle row of the class. Right next to Brooklyn and a few other friends. Brady sat in the back, on the right sided rows of the classroom, next to his friends. When we weren't watching movies (more like sleeping during movies) we were finishing notes or worksheets, and when we were done with that we'd play cards....and by that i mean really intense, shouting games of slap jack.

The game was called Egyptian Rat's Crew. Probably the best game ever. But also, probably the worst game to ever play in the middle of class. Our teacher would get mad when we got too rowdy. We started inviting whoever wanted to play into our group of crazy card players. Brady and his friends just happened to be a couple of those people who would join us occasionally. And occasionally we would talk, laugh, and have a good time hanging out during class with each other. One time, i ever wrapped Brady's elbow, because I had no one else's elbow to wrap.

For the time being we had just casually been talking to each other every once in awhile. Until January. Preference was coming up. That's the girl's choice formal dance at my high school. It was the third weekend in January, and it was January 4th, and I still didn't have a date. I needed to find a date. But I just wasn't seriously interested in anyone at that time. I didn't know who to ask, and that was a scary thing. I had the dress, I had the friends to go with, I just didn't have a man.

On January 4th, a vital conversation occurred. One conversation, that could have altered the way things happened in a very bad way, if this conversation didn't occur. I was talking with CaBree Robinson in seminary when I discovered who to ask to preference. CaBree is Brady's stepsister, I've known her for years too, just casual friends, just like how I knew Brady.This is how it went:

Me: "Cabes, who are you going to preference with?"
CaBree: "I'm going with Matt Olson, who are you going with?"
Me: "I have no idea! I'm freaking out because I don't know who to ask. Is Brady going?"
CaBree: "No he's not, you should ask him!"
Me: "I should! That would be so fun! I'll have to think about it!"

Then later that night, at eight thirty, I found myself running to the store with my girlfriends, all packed into my mom's SUV, to get the needed things to ask out our dates. In Utah, it's crazy how you ask someone out. You don't ask in person. You have to come up with a creative way to ask them. So before I knew it, just out of spontaneity, I was asking Brady to the dance.

I grabbed starbust candies, paper, and a pen. Found myself at the balloon counter throwing things in the balloons then filling them up. All I remember is writing on the paper "Brady, the STARS will BURST if you go to preference with me!". I tore the paper up into strips, wrote a different letter of my name on a starburst, put them into balloons and then filled them up with helium. All he had to do was pop the balloons, assemble the riddle, and then get all the letters lined up correctly to figure out who had asked him to the dance.

We drove to Brady's house, speedily trying to get back in time for curfews, good thing he lived close by to my house, and then came the tricky part. How was I supposed to dump these balloons on his porch and door-bell ditch him,  and get away without being seen, with a large cast on my left foot? I had foot surgery four days earlier! I had seriously just gotten off the drugs, that day. Good thing, considering the driving and all. haha! Brooklyn would have to do it for me. What a good best friend she was. So while she ran to the doorstep, we all hid in the car around the corner.

She came speedily back to the car, we saw the door open, and then we sped off into the darkness of the night. The deed was done. I had asked Brady Webb out. I was thrilled! Now, all I had to do was wait for him to answer me. I knew one thing about that night.....it would at least be a fun date. Regardless of what happened after the date, it would be a fun night to remember, I just didn't know that day, that it would lead into something so much bigger and so much more peachy than anything else i'd ever experience.

Called to Serve!

My amazing boyfriend, Brady, received his mission call this week! YAY! He's going to be serving two years for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in the SAN BERNARDINO mission, speaking SPANISH! I'm so excited for him! He is so happy to be going somewhere where he can speak a different language. I know it's going to be a very lonely two years without him, but i know that having him serve a mission is the best thing ever. He's going to serve the Lord with his whole heart, and i'm so happy for him. I'm willing to wait as many years as it takes, in order for him to be mine forever. <3 The people of California are going to get one amazing boy, and i'm so grateful that he has made the decision to go for the right reasons. He's not going for me, he's going for himself, and for the Lord. This is definitely more than just peachy. It's a great thing, and it is going to bring him so much happiness, and it's going to bring me so much happiness too!

With Brady leaving and going on his mission soon, I want to write down our entire story. So starting soon, i'll post about how we met, dated, and fell in love. There are like a million more than just peachy moments that have made up our relationship, and i want to remember them.

hehehe. Sorry, couldn't help it. I find this incredibly cute.