So technically we rode the same bus to school for a while in Junior High, but I don't remember him. I remember some kids talking about a boy who lived in the house right by our bus stop. They said how lucky he was, but I didn't see anything but some little kid run off the bus to go home. (That little kid is now 6'2 ;) )
When I was 15 years old I had the opportunity to go on Trek. My mom sewed me the cutest trek dresses in the world. One night there was a bad storm and the young men and their leaders were moving stuff across a field while the women sat with some things we didn't want to blow away. While sitting there I saw the most handsome boy EVER. He was tall, tan, had sun kissed cheeks, and wearing a white button up shirt, cow boy pants, and cow boy hat. He had light eyes with super dark eye brows. I leaned over to my Trek sister and said, "Look, there's my eternal companion." I obviously had no idea that he would be my husband, but boy would I have been excited if I knew.
Later that night my young women's leader said I had to meet this darling boy in her group. I went over there with my girl friends and saw him. I was so glad that was who she was talking about. Sister Jolley knew what she was doing! I went up and tried talking to him. Sadly, he did not want to talk. I still thought he was a babe, but didn't really think much about it.
Our Story:
Six short months later our wards in our stake were realigned and we were put in the same ward. I was so excited initially, but since Caleb was a little anti social and I was dating someone else, I seemed to not really think about it. A year after we were put in the same ward, the dance Preference was coming up. I was looking forward to switching it up and knew that I needed to ask someone other than the boy I had been dating. So I asked Caleb (it felt safe since he was a "wardie" ) I thought he was fun and I remember thinking about how much I respected him. He was just a good guy. He treated me good, was very appreciative, no drama, and I kind of got giddy being around him. He grabbed my back pack in the hall one day at school and spun me around. I got butterflies and didn't know what was wrong with me! haha
I soon after began writing a missionary, dating other people, and just enjoying my summer after school got out and Caleb graduated high school and was working. (He's a year older). I would periodically see Caleb and be reminded how cute he was.
August came and Caleb asked me out. We went on a double date horse back riding. We were in our own world talking to each other. When he dropped me off he gave me this line about being able read my palm. I gave him my hand and he interlocked our fingers. I melted and quickly let go. I was angry and walked him to his car. (Boy was i one confused girl!)
We then started texting every day. He was working construction and I was in my senior year. We spent the weekends hanging out and doing fun things together. I would try to find excuses for him to come help me with my homework. During all this we both knew that the other one was dating other people. He knew the boy I had been writing was coming home soon, and I felt like every girl on the planet liked Caleb. We tried not to talk about that stuff, but instead just had fun.
He was called to serve in Resistencia, Argentina, and he was to leave December 12, 2007. As the time got closer to him leaving and the reality of not being able to hang out with him every weekend set in, I realized that I had totally fell for him.
He sent me the cutest texts and we had so much fun together. My favorite things about him before his mission were:
- No matter how many times I said no, he still would periodically try to kiss me. (Even though I didn't want to kiss him, it was still nice to know he wanted to. ha ha) He said that the fact that he couldn't kiss me made him want to kiss me more, and he grew to respect me more than any else he had dated. I remember one night as he was leaving my house he asked me if he could kiss me in my drive way. As much as I wanted to, I said no. He looked surprised and asked why. I told him because he was going on a mission. He respected me and went home. After that he didn't try till right before he left. Right before he left we had our first kiss. Then he left and if I wanted more... I had to wait two years! ha ha. I think it was perfect.
- When I didn't understand something he was talking about I could ask and he was SO cute explaining to me. He never treated me like I was stupid. In fact he acted like I was much smarter than I am. He would look at me right in the eye and sincerely explain to me whatever it was. The problem was he was so darn cute I couldn't hear a thing he was saying.
- He loved his family and he only saw the good in my family. He didn't come to my mom's and complain. He helped me clean and then we played. He was funny and enjoyed entertaining my family. My siblings loved and respected Caleb. They knew he was good, but they didn't feel like he judged them.
- He spoke kindly of other boys I had dated or was going to date. He was and still is a peace maker.
- It was so easy to talk about the future together. We wanted the same things and we loved sharing our ideas about our futures together. He respected me.
- I felt SO safe with him. He wasn't going to manipulate me or try to hurt me. I knew that even if I broke his heart, he would still be kind and respectful to me.
- NO ONE has ever made me laugh as hard as he has. He is the person I can be with to forget all bad things and life seems so good.
A year after him being home Caleb told me he had dated a lot and he knew he wanted to be with me. I had dated a lot and knew I wanted him. Finally, everything fell together that was right and all that was wrong fell apart. I was so grateful for the timing. We had so much fun dating then. The crush from my youth was now a strong handsome man and I had grown and experienced things and was a more mature woman. From January 2011 when we started dating, I knew that he was right and I never had any more worries.
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