Mough & Jones

We actually met for the first time back in sixth grade. We stood by each other in Choir and I would get jealous that he could sing better than me. Then in seventh and eighth grade, we were in percussion class together. Of course that was my favorite class because my crush Brandon was in it! Fast forward to Junior year of High School, I had quit band, and I hadn't seen him for a couple of years. I walked into my second-period class and saw him in the back of the classroom...I usually sat in the front, but I wanted to catch up with an old friend. We obviously weren't in middle school anymore, but those butterflies came flying back the minute we started talking. Unfortunately, he was taken for the time being...so I waited patiently. I eventually had my first boyfriend that year, but Brandon stole my heart again when he walked out of class to his locker to bring me back his jacket because I was sitting right next to the A/C...he didn't have a girlfriend anymore...but I still had a boyfriend. Our timing was off by a little bit, but God had a surprise for us in the near future. Junior year passed, Senior year passed, Graduation had passed, and the summer of 2015 had passed. After the heartbreak in the summer, I had promised God "No boyfriend for a while." I was doing a pretty good job with my promise (mind you it had only been a week), but then I got a phone call. I got a phone call to come shooting with some of my Young Life friends. When I pulled up to the gun range, I was happy to see friends from High School, but I was more focused on the man in the background. We obviously weren't in High School anymore, but those butterflies came flooding back once again as I walked toward Brandon. I said a quick little prayer before saying a word to him. We were finally both single and God made it very hard for me to say no to Brandon. He pursued me in the sweetest way possible, and we had our first date at Steak n Shake! And the rest is history!!

We had been talking about marriage for a while, and the Superbowl was coming up! Brandon teased me that if the Rams win...he would propose. As a girl...I took this very seriously! I kept telling everyone at work that I am confident that the Rams were sure to win the big game (even though I knew they never had a chance), but I always root for the opposing team of the Patriots. Now, game day was here, and we had a small Superbowl party. Everyone was crowded around the T.V. and eating game day snacks. I didn't care how SLOW that game was, I kept rooting for the Rams with all my heart. As the game was coming to an end, I looked over at Brandon to make sure he didn't see my defeat. After accepting the fact that Brandon had only teased me, we stood in the kitchen talking to guests. I was getting sleepy and rested my head on Brandon's shoulder and reached down to hold his hand that he had been keeping in his pocket. After my hand had brushed against a small box in Brandon's hand, I immediately took my hand back and looked at Brandon. I will never forget the way Brandon looked at me after that. The kindness/happiness in his eyes as well as forgiveness because I had just ruined his surprise. He decided to do it after the guests had all gone home. Making me anticipate the proposal even MORE. Proposals are never easy for men, and I knew he was nervous. So I went about with my nightly routine as I pretended not to notice his nervousness. I brushed my teeth, put on PJs, and watched the love of my life get down on one knee to ask ME, of all girls, to marry him. He said "With this ring you are mine, only mine" and I threw my hands around his neck and bawled like a baby. As I had my head lying on his shoulder, I heard him let out a relieving sigh...like I was gonna say no haha!!! I said "Thank you God" in my head over and over again that night, and we couldn't be more thankful for God to have brought us together.