As a kid, I definitely fell into the category of girls that dreamed of a man that was “tall, dark and handsome” to sweep me off my feet and captivate me from the first time I saw him (average Disney or Hallmark movie style). So when David came along I didn’t think much of it. We met accidentally when we were introduced (thank you Derek Chase) in Pioneer’s community band late in my senior year of high school. I made him come with Derek and I to get ice cream and then bought it for him. Then as a computer nerd he came and fixed my computer, and we made pizza and the rest is history. Okay that’s not entirely true. David stuck by my side as a dear friend for a couple of difficult years in my life, loving me from the sidelines until I was ready to admit, more than two years later, that I loved him too. He had asked me out a few times in between but until the day he dies he will insist that I asked him out in the end. I suppose that is true if we’re getting particular. David is my proof that true love exists. There has not been a day in the last four years that he has stopped caring for me, and about me, from holding my hair when I puke to encouraging me in my schooling, to helping me take care of my horse even though he hates being cold and stinky. I’ve never met a more kind, gentle and amazing man. So even though he came in a far different package than what I was expecting, I am so incredibly happy to call this man my future husband. David is also my proof that God has amazing plans, and is in control of everything. There was no reason that either of us should have been at the community band that day. Neither of us were planning on going at all, but yet here we are. And I am so excited for the future with the love of my life ❤️ That is my side of the story, anyway.