So many of my friends know about how Dayna and I got together but some of you don't. So this post is for those of you who don't know the story or who don't know the entire story..........
I had been working at McDonald's just after I had returned from my "go on a mission", this really was just going for a week, leaving cause I was in love with someone else, knowing that even if that relationship didn't workout that there was a little girl who needed to come to my family and that I was not to go on a mission but to go get married. How crazy my life all felt in Oct-Nov when my relationship that I left the MTC for had totally fallen apart and wasn't going to happen was over. I was left lost and confused, hurt, mixed, and lonely. I knew I was to get married but I didn't seem to have a man to be my husband. That is kind of a HUGE problem.
Well I was unhappy at McDonald's knew I was worth more than what I was making and so I went looking for a new job. I found one too. Wendy's. Hey it still wasn't my dream but it was BIG bucks, great benefits, and away from the person who just broke my heart once more (he has been a pattern for him in my life). So I gave my notice. In the process of this I had developed a good friendship with a girl named Shannon Glass. Well since I quit she said to me "There is no way I am staying at that hell hole, if you’re leaving." So she went and got a job at TGI Friday's.
Well we would hang out, text (she says I taught her how to text), and have fun together. During this time she would tall me about this boss of hers that I should come meet. I wasn't sure about it so I just brushed it off. Come to find out Dayna was doing the same thing too. He said "She was 18, so I figured there was no way (him being 32), that she could have a friend in his age range.
Finally some how New Year's sucked that year 2003, had a nice fight with the ex and her co-worker was telling me to come meet their boss too. I had met him briefly that night while I waited for her to get off. The only thing I remember for that meeting was thinking, "what would it be like to date a nice guy like that, he would be good to me." So after this and the convincing I said o.k.
It took him about a week to call me. We started talking each day for hours at a time. We would just talk about everything. It was wonderful. I had been into his store twice for short meetings while he was the manager on duty. I would give him a hard time that all I ever got was a free "gold medalist" from him and that was only once. We set up to go to the Jazz game. Jan 16 I still have the ticket from the game.
I was not so smart in the planning of this date. You see I also made plans to have same day surgery that day. They said that I would be fine and that there would be no pain from the surgery. So I thought, "Yea I will be fine." Boy was I wrong. I couldn't hold anything down. So I had to call and have you come later and we missed going to dinner before the game. When he showed up he had a sprite in hand. I thanked him and got in the car. The music on the ride sucked, or at least so I thought, so I changed it. Come to find out this upset him. The make this part of the story short. The game was great, I was texting Shannon how unfun the date was and that I just wanted to go home. Dayna wasn't having that great of a date either but loved the game. We both left the date not expecting to be anything but friends.
We continued to talk, until that Sunday after the game when I made you upset cause I told him that he needed to forgive his father. That it was a long time ago and you were to upset about it all still. I felt it was time. I know way to opinionated. Well this just upset him and his dads call before mine didn't help. So he unplugged his phone. Oh that mad me mad when I tried to call him on Monday to say sorry. I was like what, why did he do that? DUH... So he had decided if I called and left a message on Tuesday after he plugged it back in and calmed down that he would call back and we would get out as friends. Well I did call and left a message. It was kind of a "well call if you want, I don't really care" type of message. So during this time I made plans to go see an old guy I dated off and on. While on my way to his house. Dayna called, we talked and you asked me to dinner and I said yes for Thursday.
Thursday came; we went to a Chinese diner off center st in Provo. It was a place he uses to go to a lot with an old friend. Dinner was nice; afterwards he took me to his house to see "his collection". Yea that is a story too. I really wanted to know what he collected and the night of the phone fight he would not tell me. I got so mad about it cause he kept telling me I really didn't want to know. When in fact I did want to know. So he showed me the "comic collection". Dayna was like a kid in a candy store showing me his best and favorite comics from his collection. I don't know what happened while we were talking, but something just clicked. We started to share very private things and we just bonded. After that click we were hooked. We were always together whenever we could. Never wanting to be away from each other.
We were engaged so fast. I believe we decided to get married in Feb and he told his family the first part of March. We decided to get married May 29, 2003. It was so far away or at least that is what it felt like when in fact we were following the Utah trend that we both promised would never happen. That of a fast engagement and a fast marriage.
May 29 came I got up that morning from the spare bedroom, Katie stayed the night at our place with us so that we were watched over as to not make any mistakes. You were good you told me goodnight and he went and slept in our room while I went to the spare bedroom to have a last sleep on my bed. I got up showered, and we and got my hair done. I came back and we got ready to leave for the temple. I don't know what happened but the whole ride to the temple about 45 mins. I told him "I don't want to do this". He freaked out that I didn't want to marry him. It wasn't that I just kept telling him I don't want to do this, to get married. He would ask me what I wanted to do and I said just keep driving. Poor Dayna thought I had changed my mind and wasn't going to marry him on the day of the wedding. Who does that? I guess I did. At this point he kept asking me what do you want to do and all I could say was I don't want to do this. I went in did what I needed, met with the Temple president, signed the papers, and just look at Dayna and told him to go get ready. I left him with him thinking, "Is she going to show up for the wedding?" In truth I wasn't sure. I knew I wanted to be married to him I just could get myself to do "this". I got to the bridal area and I was a mess. I forgot parts of my dress so my mom had to go track down the keys from Dayna to go get it. While she was gone I just started to pray. "Heavenly father, please help me to know that I am doing the right thing, Amen". At the end the most wonderful, warm, peaceful feeling came over me and I knew, beyond any doubt, I knew I was to marry Dayna.
I got dressed, met him in the hall and smiled back at him. I knew when he saw me how glad he was that I showed up. I took his hand and into the sealing we went. It was a great wedding. I had to track his ring down from my mom who was holding it, and I got to goose his butt with his best friends wife saw. Good laughs. It was the most wonderful day of my life. I loved it all. He was mine and he loved me. I could see it in your eyes. I could feel it in his kiss, touch, look, and just felt it in all of me.
We had a good honeymoon. I even got the chance to know how much I loved him and that I wanted to share my life with him 3 months later. It was while he was under for his open-heart surgery. The nurses promised me that they would call me part way through the surgery to give me an update. I had been 31/2 hours and I hadn't heard a thing. I freaked out major. That here God had just given me him and was already taking you away from me. I was freaked out. I called my dad who answered. Who told me "God didn't give you that wonderful man, to take him away from you already.” I knew during that surgery that my time with him would not be a LONG time but I never knew it would only be 4 years.
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