This is Brandon..
This is me in High School...
When I was 15 years and a sophmore in high school, my friend and I noticed the cutest guy walking around school. He always wore a leather jacket and had semi long hair that was dyed purple.. I knew my parents wouldn't like the sight of a guy with purple hair coming around, but I couldn't help noticing him He and I locked eyes everytime we passed in the halls. A few weeks into school (October 3rd to be exact)I went to the football game with some friends. A mutual friend, Micah, introduced me to Brandon and we instantly hit it off. After running around with friends for part of the night, he came and sat down on our blanket. I layed down on his lap and the next thing I knew It was time to go. I had fallen asleep on his lap. For those of you who know me, you know it takes a lot for me to fall asleep. I'm a light sleeper, and it takes a lot for me to get to sleep. I trusted him from the instant I met him. We fell in love. There was a deep connection with him that I had never felt before(or since) I was young and that scared me. I wasn't even old enough to date. .( I was right, My parents took one look at the purple hair and made it very clear that it was forbidden to date someone with purple hair)(We dated anyway.. We snuck around. My sister Jenny even snuck us out once) We had fun. We talked about the future, about marriage. This scared me most of all. We had lots of drama. We broke up, got back together, broke up and got back together. He ended up moving back to Farmington which seems like a state away when you are 15. We eventually dated other people, we grew up, but never forgot about eachother. I lost contact with him for about 2 years around 2003. I looked for him. I looked in all the places I knew he had been. No luck. I even did one of those dumb people searches online. It gave me 4 or 5 addresses for him. I typed up a letter and made copies. I sent them to every listed address for him. No response. He never got any of them. He had moved on. It was worth a try. About a year later, he found me. I can't remember how, but he did. At that point I was in another relationship. I took him for granted. I wasn't happy where I was, but I had been so hurt in the past that I got scared and pushed him away. We kept in contact after that, and each and every time we crossed paths it seems like I was in some destructive or abusive relationship. I got to the point that I didn't feel like I was good enough for Brandon. I was broken and he deserved better. So I did what I knew how to do. I pushed him away. I always followed what he was up to though. We spent time together here and there. I explained my situation to him, how I was broken and he deserved better. He would always say,"I can help you." He NEVER gave up on me. When I was working at the Spa Club (during the time I was trying to find him, I was telling a girl, Amy, that I worked with about him. She said" Your story sounds just like the notebook!") When Brandon found me we watched part of it together, and seeing the similarities in the movie and my life I got totally freaked out and turned it off. Years later still, We talked here and there but I was always afraid. Afraid of what, I don't know. After all of this, he still never gave up on me. This summer we started talking more regularly. We got together a few times, had a camping trip together and spent time together. He eventually moved from Kamas to Salt Lake. We started spending every waking moment together. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world for that. I count my blessings everyday that he is in my life today. He makes me happier than I have ever been and he has helped me to not feel "broken" anymore. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life and the rest of forever with him. I know without a doubt that he is my soulmate. We were made for eachother. I will never let him go again. I feel like i'm part of a real life fairy tail.
This is Brandon Now..
Now that you are up to date, here's the news...
Brandon and I had to celebrate my birthday the day after Thanksgiving since he had to work on my birthday. I knew he was planning something special because he had been acting fishy for the last couple of weeks. I met him in Salt Lake around 6. We went to Spencer's Stake House, and they took us to the back of the resteraunt to a little candle lit booth. The steak was so delicious. After we finished, he pulled out a tiny little box wrapped with a bow on it. As soon as I saw it my heart started pounding. I had a feeling there would be a ring in that little box. I opened it as fast as I could get all the wrapping off. It was a beautiful neclace. I'm pretty sure he could see the shock on my face, he probably laughs about it now. He tricked me good. I was onto him before, but once I saw the neclace I decided that it was just going to be a special birthday. About this time, the waiter came out with a birthday cake with a candle in it. I wasn't expecting this either. The guy must have seen the look of suprise on my face because he said, "Blow out your candle! Yeah, we don't sing here." haha. It was a gluten free cake that Brandon had gone and picked up earlier in the day and delivered to the resteraunt. Wow.. He is good at suprises. I'm not, I would have gotten excited and told him everything if it was me in his shoes.
After dinner we went to Temple Square to look at all of the lights. It was so much fun walking around with Brandon looking at the scenery and all the cute little families having fun. After walking around for about an hour, Brandon said, "I have to go to the bathroom.. let's go in here."(The Joseph Smith Memorial Building) We went in and he said,"I know where one is, follow me." We then got onto the elevator and he took me up to the 8th floor. This was weird to me.. Isn't there a bathroom on one of the lower floors?? When we got off the elevator, he took me into a huge, dark banquet room. There was a lighted christmas tree in the corner and huge windows that overlook Temple Square. We went over to the window and were looking out over the city. He started shaking a little. I asked if he was okay and he said he was, but he was fumbling with something in his pocket. At this point I started getting nervous/excited.. Then he did it. He gave me the ring. I was too shocked to say anything for a minute. Then I said "Yes!" I get to marry my first love, my "highschool sweetheart" We are so happy together.
We haven't set a date yet, but we are thinking August or October. We would like to Do it on October 3rd or 4th so it would be the anniversary of the day we met 15 years ago, but I don't know if it will work with school..