featured: {love story} by Nicole

today is the last of our features.

its been so fun hearing stories and advice.

theres nothing more i love. weird i know.

but i love sappy stories and dating advice.

today's feature is

nicole.

I am Nicoole.It's a wonderful life.

I married Jerry Theo. Also known as Jason in real life.

Right now, I like making my apartment cute and crafting.

Right now, He likes redbull and slim jims.

I always hate rolling backpacks.

He always hates when people drive slow.

We have no children, no pets, and no living plants.

We have lots of school and homework.

We have matching his and hers jeeps. Only they're not exactly matching. They are 2 different types and colors.

Sometimes I mow the lawn and Jason does the dishes.

Sometimes he cooks dinner and I buy the windshield washer fluid.

One day I will be a nurse.

One day he will be something with a car.

We have been dating, waiting, engaged, and married for 4 years and 10 months. (Not all at once)

He loved me on July 4th 2006, went on a mission February 20th 2008, proposed on December 31 2009, and married me on May 20th 2010.

We are neat.

Our life is nonsense.

During my freshman, sophomore and half of my junior year, I hade a boyfriend whom we shall call "A". Life was good. I was young and content.

He was all I ever knew, because he was my first and only love thus far in my life. We had the same friends, believed the same things, and he was very good to me. I became really good friends with one of A's close friends. His name is Jason. Jason played basketball and I was a cheerleader at his games. Typical, right? He was someone I could always talk to. someone who i always thought about. I tried for so long to hide my feelings for him because i didn't think it was ok. Jason quickly became one of my best friends. and it stayed at that. Nothing ever happened, we never did anything wrong, and i was still just....content. My drill team had national's in Florida so off we went. while there I received a call from "A" telling me that he had gone on a date. with another girl. I thought my life was over. When I got home, I was a mess. This is where it gets complicated.

1. Jason asked me out, I said yes

2. "A" did not like this, he wanted me back....yada yada yada

3. I liked 2 boys....I loved 2 boys...at the same time

4. I probably had like 7 zits and red eyes for a week

5. I thought my life was over at 17

6. I had made a group of high testosterone leveled, large muscle,closed minded boys very angry at one another

and then one day during a fantastic styrofoam- trayed cafeteria lunch, jason was lying on the ground and i was standing above him talking, and my flip flops slid in the opposite directions and my legs split like the red sea. The next thing I knew I was on eye level with Jason, and I had completed a wardrobe change. My jeans were practically a skirt....well a skirt that only attaches at your waist and ankles. and yes....Jason saw what color my underwear was. Thank the heavens I had some on. In that exact moment I knew I had to marry him. No joke.

Then we got married 4 years later.

Jason and I were together the rest of that year and all through our senior year. He gave me a promise ring, took me to every dance, drove me to and from school, walked with me at graduation, and got a job with my father and brother in law. I was with him when he opened his mission call and I was waiting for him when he came home. High school love is silly. It is immature and naive. But taking the chances I did changed my life forever. It was real love and it grew. It was what i needed. I got out of a "content" relationship and chose a very different and challenging one. Marriage is the hardest thing I have had to deal with yet in my life. i am not perfect. He is not perfect. I have to merge myself and every aspect of my life with another person's life. I now fully understand why someone could divorce another person over money! Its hard and tiring and crazy at times. but when you find the right person, every bit of it is worth it. He is mine and I am his for eternity. That is all that really matters. We dated, I waited, and it worked.

"Don't settle for the one you can live with. Wait for the one you can't live without".

thanks Nicole!!!

and

thanks everyone who shared their stories

and those who read them!!

hope you enjoyed them.

i know i did.

featured: {advice} by Chelsea

todays feature

isn't exactly a love story.

this is for all you single women!

introducing

chelsea

she didn't send me an intro so i will write one for her :)

you probably recognize her from my blog a time or two.. or three.

we have been friends since i can remember.

chelsea is probably one of the strongest women i know. she loves to bake. cook. go on vacations. she knows more about sports than most men do. is not your typical girly girl. but pretty girly. she's hardworking.freaking funny. & she's going into nursing -wants to work in the ER. she's beautiful inside and out. and is always full of the best advice.

and now onto that advice.. for you.. and me!

Relationships... Love... Marriage... Happily every after... Does anyone actually understand any of these concepts? I surely don't but I do know a few things.

I am 22, divorced, and the happiest single person you will ever meet. I have experienced love, relationships and complete happiness in them. Relationships are amazing there is no doubt about that. However I don't rely on a relationship or love from anyone else to be happy. I have a choice to be happy and I carry that happiness with me wherever I go.



{chel w/ the kids she used to nanny for}



I loved my ex husband, when I divorced him I felt like a complete failure. I loved my ex boyfriend with all my heart. I recently lost him and when I lost Chase I honesty wondered if I would ever be able to cope. I wondered if I would ever find that happiness in someone else again. It's been months and I haven't found someone I feel the way I felt about Chase, It's ok though.

I spent some time feelings sorry for myself. I spent time hurting over losing him. I spent time feeling inadequate. I sat there wondering how I just screwed up another relationship. I questioned my self worth and why I wasn't worth it to Chase. It never comes down to that though.. Through dating and experiences lately I am confident in my single hood so to speak.

Sometimes especially at this time of year I think girls feel sorry for theme selves for not being in a relationship. They question their self worth or their genuine goodness because they are not with "the one". If I can give one piece of advice at this time of year...

Love yourself completely! You will be so much happier in any relationship if you do just that. Once you are confident in yourself, you can give yourself to someone else completely. I believe that there are blessings, experiences and knowledge to be gained through being single. You learn to push yourself, to challenge yourself. You learn who you are. You learn to develop your strengths. You gain experience and gain new talents through those experiences that you wouldn't receive otherwise. You will be happier in a relationship if you are confident in who you are and what you want.

I am a better person today after my divorce. I am a better person today because I lost Chase. I have learned valuable lessons from each relationship, things I will continue to take with me into any relationship. But as a single girl, I don't sit around feeling sorry for myself. I don't base my happiness on someone else and I would encourage the same in anyone who is single.

Put a smile on your face, be confident and optimistic. Stop looking for Mr. Right, and just love yourself right now! Exactly as you are! When you learn to stop looking and just love yourself guys come in faster than you know what to do with. I speak from experience...!! It's exhausting at times..

Learn to love being single, but be ready when Mr. Right comes into your life. Each of us gets a once upon a time, and a happily ever after. Each of us is the writer of our own story. Each failed relationship or setback is just a chapter in our novel. Never be afraid that you won't get that. Just have faith and trust and live your life in such a way that you deserve that person when they come into your life. Be the person you would want to fall in love with. Love will find you. It's just a matter of time....

hope you all had a great valentines!

Love You,

Chelsea Phoebe

 

 

thanks chel!

i think sometimes we all need

to be reminded of this!!

 

xoxo

featured: {love story} by Ashley

happy valentines

everyone!!!

although i have a love/hate relationship with this holiday all these cute stories have made me love it more!

i may even eat some chocolate today :)

i hope you have a fabulous day,

and are surrounded by your loved ones.

today's feature is from

Ashley

she's pretty dang cute

and one of my daily reads.

and she has the best name ever!

Hello readers! My name is Ashley Nielson and I have a colorful little blog over here, come see me sometime--I’d love to have you!

It’s February and love is in the air, and in case you haven’t got a big enough dose of it already, here’s a rather lovely love story, although, I may be bias…

It is mine, after all.

 

 

The Story:

 

I have this theory and I believe it is the reason for my abounding good luck. I am convinced that thoughts are much more tangible than most people think. I’m not implying that they can actually be touched, but that they have an existence outside of the thinker’s mind.

I believe if you think about something enough, with enough passion and faith those dreams go out into the Universe and sort of float around until they find the right person, in the right situation to facilitate the dream. This theory has been proven time and time again in my own life. And I believe that subscribing to this theory plays a huge part in it accuracy. I once referred to myself as the Queen of Coincidence, although, I don’t think it’s coincidence at all, but perhaps God keeping me entertained.

In 2004 The Notebook came out. I was a sophomore in high school and while most women were acclaiming its debut, that movie simply made me depressed. For two weeks, anytime I thought about it I would start crying. I realize that this seems bizarre, but for me, it was too darling. I looked around and did not see any boys who could provide such classic romance. Mostly, I did not see any boys who would ask me to dance in the middle of a quiet street. That was really my main concern. I needed someone to dance with me in an obscure place, under unlikely circumstances. I thought about that need for a long time. I cherished the thought, and then I let the thought go--Up and away, into the Universe.

Time went on and I stopped crying about The Notebook. I made some charming guy friends who restored my hope in classic romance. I dated some fantastic boys who took me on fantastic dates. They even danced a bit, but the dancing seemed always to take place in the socially accepted locations. So, I lived a charming life, always with something to be desired.

 

I knew my idea was out there, but it hadn’t found the right person to land on just yet.

One day I met a certain Marcus Nielson. I was cautious, like I always have been. Sure he was handsome, certainly he was suave, of course he came from a wonderful family—and while these things were nice, I had seen it all before; I was looking for something extra.

One evening after stopping in at MOJO on Mill we decided to stroll Tempe Town Lake. We made our way to the art center located at the very west of the park. In front of that edifice is a shallow decorative pool. My feet felt a little grimy from walking around, so I told Marcus that we should put our feet in. He was a little surprised by the idea, after all this water feature was definitely not for wading, but I can be pretty convincing and not a minute later, our shoes were off, our pants rolled up, and our feet submerged.

In embrace we stood in the pool. The night was quiet and the stars made the water twinkle.

Ever so subtly I felt him swaying. I held still to make certain I was not directing this occurrence. Yes, yes, it was him. Slowly, the swaying got more pronounced, until there was no denying the dancing motion. Then came the music, not from any outdoor speakers, but from the lips of he who swayed. Marcus was humming, a slow tune, as we danced close in the water.

And there it was. My dream finally found its landing spot. While we hardly knew each other, I had a feeling this was more than a coincidence…

The next few months were a whirl of movies, Coldplay, dancing, symphonies, sushi, ABBA, fairs, pumpkins, black tie events, photos, costumes, dream catchers, kisses, forts, and conversation.

 

Now there was only one problem. Marcus was only here for the semester before he headed back to BYU Idaho. Even with our whirlwind romance, he was still leaving and I still did not know what that meant. Regardless of the future I was grateful for the experience, but my heart still craved answers. I thought I might be falling in love, but did not know if he shared the idea. Unrequited love was indeed a scary thought, one I had never encountered, but I decided to keep my thoughts inside. After all, I did not even know how to formulate those words naturally in my mouth.

One evening we sat close on the couch in the parlor and read to each other about dinosaur love, narwhals, marines, nursery rhythms, and Germany. And then we got closer, but did not kiss, nor talk much. We mostly just looked. A lot of looking. A lot of thinking. I was not at all aware of what his mind was brewing, but mine was cooking with thoughts of Idaho visits...would they be welcome? uncomfortable? nonexistent? Through the silence he spoke, "My heart is pounding so hard!" His breathing was rapid and loud. He was holding tight. The thought of Love darted across my mind and was quickly gone. Marcus would never be decisive enough to declare such a statement here and now, without my assurance. But there was something clear about it. For the first time in my life I wanted to hear those words. It was something that I did not dread, but actually desired.

Then he spoke, "I… love you. There I said it."

My eyes shot open like the idea of its' actuality had never crossed my mind.

"You do?! Are you sure?" I quickly retorted.

"Yes, I think so."

"Well, good...because I think I do too."

"I don't know why that's so hard for me to say, but I've never said that to anyone before. I hadn't thought about it until right now, and then it just felt like it, so I had to say it."

I laughed and commended his bravery. This act of spontaneity was not in his nature and truly shocked me.

I fell asleep that night slightly nervous. Thoughts were suffocating my breathing space: What did this mean about us in the future? What if when he really analyzed what he had just proclaimed, he regretted his dauntlessness? Or what if I regretted my confession? How did I know I loved him anyway?

But then something happened that at least soothed one of my worrisome thoughts. I woke abruptly at 5AM. I wanted him near me. Now. I was anxious for his proximity. My legs wiggled and my shoulders jumped. I could not stop smiling in nervous excitement. Sleep eluded me. I wanted to tell him that I DID love him! I knew it now. The entire day was spent in trying to keep that all-telling grin off my face. My cheeks literally ached.

When I finally saw him that evening, I felt like I had been missing one of lungs and it was found. Complete. I loved my place in his arms...and I love that all my dreams now have a landing spot.

 

thanks ashley.

she is a talented writer.

i love her story!!

gives me hope :)

 

have a great v day!

 

xoxo

featured: {love story} by Stacy

today's lovely feature is

stacy

Hi Everyone! My name is Stacylyn. I’m your typical college student juggling fulltime work, school, and family. I’m a health major at UVU. I adore Panda Express, water aerobics {true story}, Fun Dips, Gilmore Girls, thick socks, red peppers, and Jack Bower. I think that pretty much covers it.  I wanted to share my story, because I was “one of those girls” not looking to get married-ok let’s be honest- I was completely ANTI. I believed in love, but felt I would never find someone. Don’t you love how we make ourselves the exception to every rule? Haha. Anywho- I met the man of my dreams and fell head over heels. So I guess this is my peptalk that it can AND will happen. I hope you enjoy our Love Story

Zach proposed Saturday, Feb 20^th. What a great day!! I figured it was coming, because we had gone ring shopping a week earlier- on Valentine's Day!!!! Zach spent the week throwing me off by pretending to propose. He planned fun/romantic dates every night so I would never know when it was coming. He even psyched me out by giving me diamond earrings in a jewelry box one night. Punk! I was sorta bugged at the time, but it was actually really fun. I spent the week on my toes. Over-analyzed everything. I was starting to get anxious for it by the time Saturday came around. This is how the night went down.

Sign #1-Zach randomly decided to pick me up for our date without warning.

Sign #2- My sister Criss seemed overly convinced that tonight was not “the night”. I could see right through her. Sisters can read each others’ faces.

Sign #3 Once in the car I asked what we were going to do, and he said he was planning to take me to dinner, but his friend called and asked him to “help move a fridge”. I knew something was up, because Zach was struggling to talk. His sentences were choppy and he seemed a bit uncomfortable. Very unusual for calm, cool, and collective Zach.

Sign #4 His friend lived in Spanish Fork so we started driving down there. In my mind I knew he was taking me to the Salem Pond{ where we had our first kiss}. I was sure of it. Moving a fridge? Lame lie Zach. Can't you come up with something better than that?

To my surprise, we actually stopped by his friend’s house to help move a fridge. (I later found out that they pretended to move the fridge and the whole thing was staged. HAHA) It worked. It threw me off. After moving the fridge we went out for ice cream joint. At this point I the night feltpretty average and I was confident nothing would happen. After ice cream Zach started driving around SF. I started getting suspiciousagain. What was he doing?

Sign #5- We got lost for a while and every time we found a main road that would take us back to the freeway, we wouldn't take it, but would continue driving toward Salem.

Sign #6- He kept checking his text messages, which is uncommon for Zach. Who was he frantically texting? Was someone waiting at the pond? I could tell something was up. I was on to him! :)

We took the back roads to the pond. I was right!! But is this real or another decoy?  I wasn’t sure. We started walking toward the pond, and I could see candles floating in the water. OH MY GOODNESS. This was it. 




The moment every girl dreams about. My stomach immediately dropped. I grabbed Zach's arm tightly and pressed my head into his shoulder for support as we walked down to the shore. Once we approached the shore, I saw a little rowboat decked out in candles and rose petals. AHHHHH!!. So romantic. Oh my. Here we go. So he helped me into the boat and started to paddle as I opened the card with my name on it. The note welcomed us to the adventure for the evening and explained our first mission to accomplish.

At this point I knew it would be a super fun night. I'm so happy he dragged it out and made it special for a longer period of time. I soaked it all in. So we spent the next hour (it felt like 10 mins) on a scavenger hunt. Each location had rose pedals and candles marking the spot. At one spot we had to paddle under the bridge where a basket was hanging from a rope over the water. It had a candle and rose petals and the next card. Clever. It was soooo sweet. The second to last card sent us to the top of the bridge where we had our first kiss. I knew exactly what was coming. It was the weirdest feeling that I can't describe. I kept thinking "I can't believe this is finally it. The moment every little girl dreams of for years."

We went over the bridge and in the middle we found a bouquet of roses and another note. It read, "Congratulations for completing your mission. Although tonight's mission is over, your adventure will never end. The next location for your life-long adventure will be at the Mount Timpanogos Temple on June 12 2010..." At this point I looked up from my card at Zach. Deep breath. Deep breath. He then said sweet things that I’ll just keep between the two of us, got down on a knee, pulled out the ring, and asked me to marry him. AHHH!!! I said yes. It was the perfect love story.

aww. love that.

so cute! picture perfect.
also if you want to check out their
wedding video
 its darling!!
{you should because i said so..}

thanks stac! 

happy sunday.

xoxo

featured: {love story} by Courtney

today's feature is 

one of my closet friends growing up!

we have known each other since the 3rd grade.

and i have been able to see her "love story" unravel.

it just makes me happy! 

meet 

Courtney

My name is Courtney Purcell.. I am studying Elementary Education at Brigham Young University- Idaho. I am married to the love of my life Randy Mark Purcell and here is our story.

Randy and I met in the fall of 2004 at a Blackfoot High School football game. I had a cousin that played there and we met through some mutual friends. We talked and were friends for three years. Since the day that I met Randy I had a huge crush on him. In March of 2007 we started to date officially. Randy left on his mission in May of 2007 and we wrote every week for two years. Randy returned home in May of 2009. We started dating immediately when he got home and were engaged on July 3rd 2009.

Randy purposed to me along the Snake River at sunset. After which it started to rain. Just a little side note: rain means a lot to Randy and I. It has rained on every important day of our lives such as the day we met, the day we become offficial, the day we looked at rings, the day we got engaged, the day we got married.

{side note: this was my first wedding to photograph and it was POURING! ; but SO perfect for their love story!}

 Randy and I were married on August 15, 2009 in the Draper Utah temple. We have been married for a year and a half now and are loving the married life. We continue to grow in love each day and are excited to see what the future has in store for us!

thanks courty!

stay tuned for more stories.

xoxo

featured: {love story} by Monique

today's featured blogger is 

Monique

from 

yoga & pencil skirts

we both have taken on the 30/30 challenge! 

and here's her cute story :)

We met working together on the grounds crew for our university in the spring of 2007. I'd worked there for a long time and had recently been promoted to 'lead student,' while Jason had never worked outdoors a day in his life. We spent a lot of time together as I tried to teach him how to do everything. My first impression was that he was kinda dumb, and he thought I was really bossy. One afternoon as we were talking about our hobbies, I mentioned that I liked to cook. Our conversation went something like this:

Jason: "Let's say I wanted to come over for dinner ... how much notice would you need?"

Monique: "Uh ... don't show up at 6 and ask me what's for dinner!" 

Jason: "Well it's about 12:30 right now. Is that enough notice for tonight?"

Monique: [laughs, thinking it's weird that he's inviting himself over for dinner]

Jason: [looking hopeful]

Monique: "Sure! I guess I could cook dinner for you tonight."
[um, awkward??]

Neither of us remember being really all that interested in each other up until that point, but we had a great 'date' and very unexpectedly shared our first kiss that  night! We were basically inseparable for the rest of the summer. Jason proposed on September 4th at our favorite park where he first said "I love you," and we were married on December 29, 2007 in the Washington, D.C. LDS Temple.

We were surprised to discover that I was pregnant the week of Father's Day in 2009 (right before we left on a five week vacation to Africa!) On February 8, 2010 I gave birth to our son, Ethan. He has made our lives more perfect than we ever could have imagined!

 Besides being parents, we love to go hiking, travel, and watch movies. Jason really loves racquetball, and I love reading, blogging, and just about any kind of exercise. Jason is busy finishing his last semester of his bachelor's degrees in mathematics and economics. We're excited to be moving away for graduate school or a job sometime this summer. And that's more than you ever wanted to know about us! 

Thanks Monique!

To see more of her blog click here.

Happy friday ya'll!

xoxo

featured: {love story} by Jen

today's blogger is

Jen

she's so cute and i love her love for weddings.

because i love everything wedding as well!

she does wedding wednesdays.

pearly bloggers.

and lots of other cute things!

check her blog out :)

Hi! My name is Jen, I’m in my late 20's, was born and raised in the Ocean State and LOVE the beach. I’m an Insurance geek by day, wife, momma-to-be & blogger by night. In my spare time, I enjoy snapping photos, a soy vanilla latte, scrapbooking, getting pedicures, collecting costume jewelry and all things wedding. In the words of the ever-wise Taylor Swift, “it’s a love story, baby just say yes…”

Jay & I met on the first weekend of September in 2003. It was one of those “right place at the right time” things. We were both at a college party at a school neither one of us attended with friends of friends. Being 19 and in college, we bonded over one thing – alcohol, and ended up exchanging numbers that night. The next night, my girlfriends and I went to another crazy party and basically forgot that the whole thing happened… that is until it started… The text messages, the AOL Instant Messages. You name it, if it was a way of communication – Jay was trying it. I wasn’t hearing it. My friends and I referred to him as “the DJ” (since he had given me his DJ business card) and laughed the whole thing off. Well, apparently 3 months of persistence pays off. By the end of November when he was still trying to convince me to hang out with him, I decided maybe I should give him a chance. The first weekend of December we went on our first date (in a BLIZZARD, he was NOT cancelling for anything) and by Valentine’s Day, we were “boyfriend & girlfriend”.

We went on to date for the next 2 and a half years and then decided, with my graduation approaching, we should move in together. The night of my college graduation was our first night in our new condo in Northern Connecticut. Living together took some getting used to, as it does with any couple, but overall things went pretty smoothly. About a year and a half later, we took a little trip to a magical place I like to call “Aruba”. You see I had been going there almost every year as a teenager as my Dad had a timeshare and Jay had never been, so we had a great time showing him around the island & bringing him to all my favorite places. Well one night he brought me to a place I had never been to before – the Flying Fishbone. With our bare feet in the sand, waves gently crashing nearby and the sun slowly beginning to set, it was here that we got engaged. I’ll never forget it.

A year and a half later (on the 6 year anniversary of the night we met) we got married in my hometown in Rhode Island. It was the best day ever. All of our friends and family in one place? How could it not be?

We celebrated our marriage by honeymooning where else? Aruba! A few months later, we decided that the condo life was no longer for us. It was a good 4 years but we were ready to move on to bigger and better things. After considering many options, we decided that living closer to family would be the smartest move for us, especially with the imminent topic of children approaching. In July of 2010 we sold our condo and bought a home in Rhode Island and haven’t looked back.

2 months later, a mere 3 days after celebrating our one year wedding anniversary in Boston, we found out that in approximately 9 months our world was going to change… and we couldn’t be happier.

thanks for sharing jen!!
and congrats on the new addition :)

xoxo

featured: {date story} by Ashree

Today's blogger is

my blog friend & real life friend

Ashree.

hi friends,
I'm Ash Att and i have this little blog over here.


i love being outside, motorcycles, family, friends, and rock music. i love healthy eating, and fashion. feathers are my favorite.oh.. and nail polish

Honestly, i dont remember just one specific best date. because i have been on lots of great dates with great guys. dont get me wrong i have my fair share of bad dates, and boys. you can read about it here.



lately i have been going on dates with my two best friends Johnny, or Scott. Johnny and I will go to dinner and then hang out at his office and laugh at funny videos. Scott and I go to concerts, movies, fix motorcycles, or we will play pranks on his little sisters.


this past weekend we all went out and headed up to a cute little city called Park City. i set johnny up on a date with a girl from work, and scott was my date. we walked the streets and went to all the art galleries we could find(there are lots). we looked at some really beautiful pieces of art, and we also found some cool shops full of fun hats, bags, shoes, and clothes. we love park city. and i love little dates with my best friends.

happy love week!

thanks ashree!!! 

oh how we love the dating life.

xoxo

featured: {love story} by Trina

To kick off our series of Valentines LOVE STORIES and BEST DATE 

is

 Katrina. 

I'm a 22 year old mother and wife and I'm a fun loving person! I like singing (even though a can't carry a tune), i love UGG boots, B-ball, and the beach. I'm scared of sharks and snakes. Ive lived in 3 countries which includes USA, Australia, and New Zealand. I like playing board games. I secretly have always wanted to Skydive... even though I'm petrified of heights. My favorite colour is blue. I could eat sushi at anytime of the day. I love my husband Dustin and our son Jayden, who are my world :)

Once upon a time in a land far far away, there was a girl from New Zealand who was visiting her Aunt and Uncle in Utah. Her name was Princess Trina.  She started kinda dating this guy, Sir Jeremy, and was having fun… until she met his best friend. His name was Prince Dustin, and they just hit it off from the get go! They liked the same music, same foods, had similar life experiences, and could relate to one another like you couldn’t believe. They spent the last two months of her vacation seeing each other every day and were inseparable!

They eventually talked about marriage, and how that would be possible with her living 7500 miles away. Prince Dustin decided that she would just have to move to Utah, so he gave her a promise/engagement ring and she flew out a few days later.

They had to work super hard so she could fly back overseas, and of course save for a wedding. It was hard for them at first, because of the time difference. But they talked daily on the phone and could see each other on Msn Chat. It was a difficult for them to be apart, but after a very LONG 4 months, they were re-united.

A beautiful wedding took place not long after that, and they became King Dustin and Queen Trina (with Sir Jeremy as best man). Then 15 months later they had a baby boy, Prince Jayden. 2 years after that, on their 3^rd Wedding Anniversary they were sealed as a family for time and all Eternity and are living Happily Ever After!

The End

Thanks Trina!!!


to see Trina's blog click here.




 i love how she wrote it in fairy tale form. 
can't wait for more of our featured bloggers stories!


xoxo