About Us Part 1

So I love it when I read other people's blogs and get to know them better, at least find out what has happened in the last few years that we may have lost touch. I realized my blog doesn't do this. Since I pretty much just post random things about Cameron, I thought I'd start doing a little catching up for anyone interested in how I got where I am.

Sorry there won't be any pictures with this post because none of my pictures from this time period are digital and I don't have a scanner, maybe I can add some later.

What happened after high school?
Wes spent the summer rodeo-ing with a family from the Ogden area--the Hannum's. I spent my summer working at the pool and preparing to move to Provo. I really didn't see Wes much that summer and knew we would be seeing a lot less of each other come mid-August. We both moved our separate ways: me to Provo and UVSC, Wes to Texas on a rodeo scholarship. Wes lived with Jake Hannum and Matt Shiozawa. For any of you rodeo-followers they are both ropers who have been very successful making it to the national finals and considered some of the best in the world. During his first semester away he decided to serve a mission and upon finishing the semester came home to prepare. I was having a blast living in Provo with Lara & Christina Maynes. Wes was called to the Brazil, Sao Paulo East mission and left in May. I moved home to save money that summer then started school again. During this time I did a pageant or two...okay 3, (Summit County, Summit County, State Fair) and pretty much whatever else I wanted. (BTW my days at the County Fair are some of my favorite memories of this time period--it was so fun with you Jenny!) I took my education seriously and after transfering to Salt Lake Community finally decided Weber State had an exceptional Elem. Ed. program and transferred there.

Okay, winding this story down...Wes came home and I was still around. To be honest, I didn't purposefully wait for him. We both decided when he left that if I felt inclined to date--I should. It just turned out this way. We got serious pretty quickly. We had been writing each other faithfully for 2 years so it seemed very natural, besides the fact that the first time he was my boyfriend was in the 4th grade, so there was a little history, not like we'd just met. We were engaged a few weeks into June and married about a week into August. My poor mother! A six week engagement is hard on a mother. It was my fault it was so short though. I had invested a large portion of my time into my education and had earned great scholarships, so I pretty much refused to get married during school. Then I said I didn't want to get married during the break around Christmas. Then when Wes said what about next spring, I casually but very seriously said, "I might get married next spring, it just might not be to you." My attitude was, if this is supposed to happen then there's no point in putting it off, and we didn't. So there you have it. Hopefully I'll be better about posting more frequently and doing part 2 before midsummer!

Side note: Whenever I think about Wes right after he returned from his mission I get a big smile on my face. If you haven't ever been very close to someone right after they get home, I really suggest you try to. They are on such a spiritual high. We prayed all the time! Everytime we got in the car or anything. He had such a sparkle in his eyes. (My son's beautiful blue-eyes came from his Dad.) I imagine it is the same with all returned missionaries that worked really hard. They have a true love for everyone around them, a real perspective on life and what they want to accomplish, and a strong desire to serve others all the time. It's very inspiring!