Here's The Story
I was planning on going to Argentina for the summer with my best friend to study abroad and learn Spanish and learn some Salsa along the way... but we just didn't feel good about it and couldn't figure out why, but we decided to stay in Provo for the term instead. Little did I know what was in store! I had seen Evan walking around King Henry playing volleyball in his muscle shirt and I'm not going to lie, I might have been extremely attracted to him. I didn't think he'd ever be interested though so I just admired from afar :) A few weeks later he and his best friend Caleb were throwing a bonfire and invited everyone in the ward to go. I was actually there with another guy (oops!) but Evan walked over and introduced himself to me and I couldn't resist! We ended up talking a lot that night and he gave me his phone number because he "forgot his phone"... lies. It was a test. But I texted him after I left so apparently I passed!
Our first real date wasn't like any other date I had been on. I was so nervous, and I never got nervous! But I was Beyond nervous. Like sitting-on-my-best-friend's-bed-panicing nervous. But from the minute I got into the Biscuit until he dropped me off four hours later, we never stopped talking. We drove up to the canyon to Bridal Veil falls and had a picnic right by the river and just talked and laughed all night. We talked about everything, our families, our plans, pretty much anything you can think of we covered it. And then he turned on Lifehouse. Seriously? unfair. I kissed him. But i couldn't help it! I had never been on a date with anyone like him before, he was so sweet and he made me laugh and we just fit so well together. And he didn't try and stop me so I'd say it was nearly all his fault :) We spent every single day together for the next six weeks. Evan opened my eyes to so many things that I never thought of on my own. He changed me, he made me calm (weird, I know), he made me laugh,he made me so happy, but he scared me too because I kept thinking, “oh no, I could actually marry him…” We stayed that way until the semester ended and I had to return to Texas for a few months of EFY counseling, we didn't know what would happen but I knew I had to go.
So the next few months were rough. And when I say the next few months… I really mean the next 8 months. We were together, and then we weren’t, and then we were and I couldn’t figure out what to do. It was my fault, I’ll admit it. I felt responsible to someone else, but I was in love with Evan and couldn’t handle the thought of being without him. So finally in October we broke up “for good” but strangely after that, I never felt whole again. We had a lot of the same friends by this point so we would run in to each other at parties and get togethers, and whenever we were in the same room it was like everyone else disappeared. We would go for weeks withoutspeaking and then all the sudden be chatting in my kitchen for three hours straight while the party was going on in the next room. So finally in February Evan decided he had had enough. He likes to call this “The Night He Became a Man”. We were all going to a Truman concert one night and he asked me if he could talk to me for a few minutes afterward. Of course I said yes, I was thrilled! And I may or may not have recently delivered a country CD full of hidden messages to his house the week before (Need You Now ring a bell..?) So after the concert we were sitting outside his house talking about everything that had been going on and what I was thinking and finally he just gave me an ultimatum. He said we need to stop this. Be all in or all out. Its time to choose. I have never been so scared in my life! “What if it dosen’t work?” I asked him. And all he said back was, “What if it does?” So we were in. And it was pretty much history after that.
I’ve had this ridiculous smile on my face since that day and I still can’t get rid of it! We quickly decided to get married, decided on a day, moved that day up a couple months and moved full speed ahead. He proposed at the same spot where we had had our first date nearly a year before, we visited each others families, and spent the summer enjoying (and hating!) being engaged.
We were sealed on August 20, 2010 in the Dallas Texas temple surrounded by our family and friends and it was easily the most incredible day of my life. Far better than I had ever dreamed it would be. Every day I am so grateful that I come home to this amazing man who makes me happier than anyone else in the world. He teaches me and teases me and fills in all my gaps. We are so excited to start our lives together and see where it takes us!
Good recap, Kamille. All water under the bridge from here on out!ReplyDelete
Average recap...but for the sake of memory and BLOG SPACE allowed on the internet, I would say a success. I love that you have a blog now and I am thoroughly enjoying your posts. I love you and your husband and this story and the fact that you are whole now and EVERYTHING about the new Fox family. Keep posting...and see you tomorrow. LOVE, H.ReplyDelete
Ohmygoodness...if Even only knew how many laps around that track we ran talking (me mostly listening) about him! Love it! And yay for the new blog :)ReplyDelete
cute blog! loved hearing the whole story. can't wait to see more wedding pictures!ReplyDelete
FAN of this story. Mostly because I was present for almost all of it and I may or may not be more excited that you two worked out than anyone else! Miss you Kam! love the blog its super cute.ReplyDelete