January 2, 2010

November 11, 2012
This day, January 2, 2010, is one of my fondest memories. After five months of absence, Andrew and I were reunited. School was just about to start for me at BYU-Provo and Andrew was headed to BYU-Idaho from California for his semester there. The following is my journal entry for that memorable day/night.

I was quiet as I walked around campus waiting until I could go home and get ready for Andrew to come. I wasn't really thinking, either. I think that there was so much information downloading in my mind that it had kind of gone to sleep until all the downloads were complete. Of course, that's how I felt until Andrew texted me to tell me that he could see the Y on the mountain that signified that he would soon be in Provo.
I was so excited! It wasn't much longer! Andrew was going to be there soon! It had been so long since I had seen him last and I was finally about to see him again. I did my hair up and in curls, just the way that I knew that he liked it, and I was wearing my new white sweater that I had received for Christmas because when I imagined seeing Andrew again for the first time, that was the only thing I could imagine myself in. I was all ready and just waiting for Andrew. I think I was playing the piano when there was a knock on my door...

I tried to stay calm. I tried not to run to the door, but go calmly and open the door and greet him with a nice hug. That worked out until the greet him with a nice hug part... I basically tackled the poor guy. I saw him and ran into him, literally, and threw my arms around his neck! We hugged each other so tightly. I let go, but a second later, I embraced him again, I was so happy!
I invited him in because it was cold outside, but the moment he walked in, we were hugging again. I couldn't help myself, I was just so happy! While we were hugging for the third time, someone walked in the door and introduced herself as my roommate, Natalie. I said hi and introduced myself and Andrew to her and we left.
We drove to a place called California Pizza Kitchen for dinner. It was the weirdest thing, walking to Andrew's car and into the restaurant and not holding his hand, but I hadn't made that decision yet... However, before he had come, I had thought about it, but I would always stop once I really did because I didn't need to... I had already made my decision.
Neither of us ate much. We didn't have much of an appetite. Andrew said,
"I think I'm just so excited to see you that I don't have an appetite." I agreed and smiled... Well, smiled some more. I couldn't stop! I was just so happy. I kept looking at him and I was so happy.
After dinner, we decided to go back to my apartment to get my Christmas present for him and after that went to his Grandma's house. On the way there, Carrie called me and asked me if I wanted to go with them to the BYU Basketball game. They had gotten amazing seats apparently with dinner and half-time food. I felt bad that I couldn't go with them, but I didn't feel too bad. I was way more interested in being with Andrew that night.
After I talked to them, I told Andrew about it and he felt kind of bad, but I told him not to. I told him that I would much rather be with him. We continued driving and he said,
"Oh! You want to hear a song?"
"Yeah, of course!" I said, and he looked through his MP3 player to find the song. It began to play and Andrew just smiled and started laughing at himself.
"I didn't write this song." He said, smiling again. "I didn't write the lyrics or anything." The song was called Ordinary Girl by a group called Rebelution. It was about how the man was in love with the girl and she drove him crazy. Here are the lyrics...

It was then, during that song that I reached out and grabbed his hand, and it felt right. We listened to the song and when it finished, he said he wanted to show me another one. This one was called Under My Skin by Peter Bradley Adams

It was amazing... I couldn't stop smiling. He told me his favorite part, or the part that fit perfectly for me was the part about making him dance with him... Haha! I liked that part, too...

Sadly, I didn't complete this journal entry when I wrote it a couple years ago so my memory from now will have to do.
When we got to Andrew's Grandma's house, we were still holding hands and you could tell that Andrew's grandmother really liked this. We chatted and cuddled on the couch upstairs a little bit while we talked to Andrew's grandparents, then went downstairs to the basement where we exchanged gifts. Andrew had purchased a calendar with pictures of Christ as well as a picture from with one of my favorite Book of Mormon scriptures in it. It's Moroni 7:47

But charity is the pure love of Christ, and it endureth forever;
and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day,
it shall be well with him.

With his gift he included the sweetest letter to me. In his letter he expressed is appreciation and love for me. He also expressed gratitude for my example and stated his belief that I was possessed of the pure love of Christ because he could see it in my actions towards others. It is the most wonderful letter I have ever received and I cherish it.
Then I gave him a blanket. It's a quilt that I made my senior year in high school and decided to give to him to use for a "hug" when he missed me. Cheesy, I know, but that's kind of who I am if you haven't figured that out yet. Anyway, I gave him a letter, too, although I can't remember anything I wrote about.
When we had finished reading each other's letters, we set our gifts aside and began to cuddle on the couch until finally, Andrew maneuvered into a kiss. It was a brief kiss because I broke it to say, "I don't know if we should have done that." Andrew said he was sorry, to which I replied, "Andrew. Just because I said I don't know if we should have done that doesn't mean that I didn't like it."
Shortly after that we went back to Provo and spent more time together at his friend's house just talking and catching up on each other's lives until I finally had to go home. It was the longest goodbye in the history of goodbyes! Later on I learned that there was a motive behind Andrew's gift. He didn't know how our meeting on that day would turn out, and just in case it ended in the least desirable way, Andrew got me the calendar so that I would have to think of him at least once a month... When I flipped the page of the calendar. Tricky tricky! I'm happy to admit that I have thought of Andrew much, much more than just once a month ever since.


  1. I love this! Aren't memories the greatest? I think it was James Barrie who said: "God gave us memories that we might have June roses in the December of our lives." :) This memory is wonderful.

    1. That's beautiful, Liz! That is now one of my favorite quotes!


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