

I first met Andrew when I was 13 years old. I can remember his family marching down the hallway in the Parkersburg Ward building. All the young women were impressed that a family with so many boys had moved into the ward. I noticed Andrew and decided then and there that he was going to be my boyfriend and I went about (the way young teenage girls do) trying to achieve that goal. See what a good little girl I was??....I made a goal and I worked towards fulfilling it!!!
A few years later, and lots of flirting, we were "boyfriend and girlfriend." We went to his (he went to the rival high school) senior prom together when I was 16. Not the greatest experience....We ended up breaking up right after that.


After prom, Andrew moved out west to work and as I completed high school we lost touch. Then, in 1996 Andrew came back to WV for his mission farewell. We wrote each other while he was in the MTC and I started college at BYU. We planned on starting a relationship again when he got home in 2 years. However, things didn't go the way we planned.


When Andrew returned from his mission we both were in different places in our lives and so we decided to go "our separate ways" again. Nothing official, we just lost contact with each other. I finished college and Andrew ended up moving to CA to work again. I never forgot Andrew though. I knew what was going on with him through his sister. When I heard that he was getting married I was devastated, but what can you do? After college I went back to WV to work and unbeknownst to me, Andrew had called off his wedding and moved to DE where his parents were living.


Around April or May of 2001, Andrew said he felt this need to contact me. So, he called up my parents and got the phone number of the family that I was babysitting for at the time. I NEVER answer the phone when I'm babysitting, so even I was surprised when I felt like I should answer it that time. I didn't recognize his voice at first. We spent a while on the phone while the kids I was babysitting watched a movie.
When I got home that night, my mom said that she was confused.... She thought I'd moved on and didn't want anything to do with Andrew anymore, but I explained to her that I'd always thought of Andrew. In fact, no one at BYU had ever looked as good to me as he did. After a few more months of talking on the phone and getting to know one another again, we met again and I think we both knew by then that we wanted to get married. Every weekend we visited each other - I went to his place and then he came to mine. On September 1, 2001 he proposed and then on December 28, 2001 we were married.


A long-time dream come true!
And it still continues......