Welcome to Sara's virtual bridal shower!!
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Thank you so much for your participation in this shower! We hope you will have as much fun with it as we had putting it together! I know that David and Sara will appreciate it a lot!
Sara and David's Story
I first met
David about a year and a half ago in the College 2nd Ward. He walked
up to me and informed me that he wasn’t gay: he liked girls, but I always had
the best shoes. He noticed shoes? Right there he had my heart. But I was considering
a mission, and it really didn’t matter. I always made sure I had nice shoes on
whenever David might be around though. Months later, I was pretty sick – I’ll
spare you the nasty details – and I needed a blessing. I contacted the Elder’s
Quorum President, and he sent David and a couple other boys over to my apt. I
was devastated – he’d seen me looking like THIS! David took this as an
opportunity, though. Every time he saw me for the next two months he made sure
to ask if I’d recovered from my 24 hr flu. I think that was the only time we
ever talked, but I watched him constantly. I was going on a mission, but he was
always so kind to people, and so warm. I guess it made me curious. Who was this
guy? A few more months passed and I think he realized that I was healthy again,
so our conversation reverted back to shoes. Occasionally though, we would talk
about Mario Kart, or work, or a lesson or talk that had been given recently. Sometimes
we argued about Taylor Swift. One particular conversation I remember was at a
fireside. David made the comment that I probably would not be serving a
mission, but would get married instead. I laughed at him, and assured him that
I most definitely would be serving a mission, and that I wasn’t particularly
taken with boys at the time. He replied that stranger things had happened, but
smiled and dropped it. By this time it had been a bit more than a year since
I’d met him, and he’d never really dated anyone. I was almost ready to send my
mission papers in, and I decided that since I wouldn’t be dating him, I was
going to try and find someone as amazing as myself to date him. Sister Hegstrom
and I spent many evenings playing the who-should-we-set-David-up-with-game.
More than once during that time, I commented that “if I wasn’t going on a
mission…” A few more months passed, and Sister Hegstrom and I failed to find a
suitable stand-in. At the end of December I received a letter stating that due
to some health concerns, I was excused from serving a mission. That letter
broke my heart, and I had a rough time recovering from that. Everyone told me
it was because I was going to get married. They’d all give me these knowing
smiles, and nod, and say “I bet there’s a guy”. I secretly mocked them in my
head. Sometimes I mocked them not in my head. I was a pretty big cynic when it
came to relationships, and I was happy to keep it that way. But I kept smiling,
and kept going to church, and a few weeks later David asked me on a date. I
said yes, and he spent most of our date telling me about how girls didn’t
really seem to like him. I waited until I couldn’t stand it anymore, rolled my
eyes, and told him straight-up that I’d had a crush on him for over a year. He
paused, and then continued with his saga. I went home, and thinking the ball was
in his court, waited for him to ask me out again. Apparently I wasn’t specific enough, because
he didn’t ask. But I’d pretty much made my mind up: David was a great guy, and
he didn’t have to marry me, but he was going to go on at least one more date with
me. I asked him on a date, and the next time he asked me. I asked him again,
and then he asked me. Pretty soon we were hanging out every day. About this
time people started noticing us, and started telling us we should date. A
couple people even offered to set us up. A month or so after all these offers
came rolling in, we took the plunge. Our relationship became “Facebook
Official”. I’ll be completely honest, I was a little scared of this whole
“exclusive dating” thing. It was so big! But David had these big brown eyes,
and this cute little smile that for some reason just made it okay. He talked to me every day, and texted me
sweet nothings, and best of all, he loved holding my hand. Pretty soon, I just
decided there was no reason to fight. David treated me better than anyone I’d
ever met, he looked at me like I was something amazing, and he always spoke to
me like I was special to him. So I let go, and dropped like a rock. And I am
happier than I knew was possible. Pretty much, I can’t wait to spend forever
with my friend, and spouse.
