Found: Love of my Life

On a friend's blog I read about this idea, liked it and now, in honor of Valentine's Day and our 11th anniversary of meeting each other, you get the story of how Trevor and I met.

I graduated from BYU in August of 1997. Since my degree was in sociology and I really had no hard and fast career plans, it was hard to find a job. Finally in December I was hired to be a librarian at a small private school, and started work on January 5, 1998. I worked in the library which also served as the teacher's lounge, so I got to know the teacher's quickly. Come February I was invited to a Valentine's party that one of the teachers was having at her house for several of the teachers and staff. I declined since everyone else was married and would be bringing their husband's and I didn't have a date to bring. A lightbulb went off above this teacher's head and she started telling me about her brother-in-law. One of the things she happened to mention was that he liked the tv show MASH too (this teacher and I had talked about MASH since she had dated Larry Linville "Frank" and MASH was one of my favorite shows). So I relunctantly agreed to the blind date. Over the next week, one by one other people flaked out so it turned out that it would just be me and my date at the "party", which was being held on Valentine's Day night.

The night of the dinner party came and I was very nervous to answer the door-fearing what this blind date would look like. I was pleasantly surprised to see a handsome blonde, blue-eyed man standing at my door holding a white rose. Now you have to understand that white has always been my favorite color (it is too a color) so my heart actually skipped a beat, and I thought "how did he know?" And right then I started thinking that Smith would be a nice last name to have. I had made him a cheesecake brownie shaped into a heart with his name written across it (it was afterall Valentine's Day-I had to give him something and food is the way to a man's heart, right?).

At his brother's house (the husband of the teacher who set us up) we had a nice dinner and then he and his brother talked about old times growing up. It was after midnight before we left their house. On the way to my apartment Trevor and I had a great conversation and we planned to go on a second date that coming Wednesday. After that Wednesday we went out on Saturday and from then on we saw each other almost everyday. He even took me to see the Peking Opera since he'd remembered that I'd mentioned that I was fascinated with China (the culture, not the politics). The opera was weird, but I was amazed that he had not only listened to me but then acted upon it.

He proposed to me on May 2nd and we spent the rest of the day driving around to tell family members the good news. Since both of our parents and grandparents had been married in the Salt Lake temple we knew that's where we'd be married too. The hard part was setting the date. He was thinking October (longer time so he could save up more money), I was thinking August (my housing contract was up then and I didn't want to extend it). I got my way and since 22 has always been my favorite number and it fell on a Saturday we marked the calendar.

My brother got engaged the night before I did. He and his wife were married June 18th. The next day my stomach started hurting and things went downhill from there. Over the next 2 weeks, Trevor nursed me back to health. He knew when to take me to the ER (twice) thus literally saving my life. He certainly passed the test of "in sickness and in health" and we weren't even married yet.

We were married on August 22, 1998. We had a great yet unusual honeymoon. My aunt worked for the airlines so she got us buddy passes to Tokyo. Trevor's parents were on a mission there in Japan and I'd never met them. After Japan we went to Oahu. After our honeymoon we moved my belongings into his parents house, where he (and now me) was living while they were on their mission for another year.

So there you have it. Obviously, there are vast amounts of details I've left out but the moral of the story is that YOU CAN FIND TRUE LOVE ON A BLIND DATE.