*Disclaimer: I know it’s long. I didn’t split it up because I wanted to be able to read everything at once. I’ll try to categorize things so you can skim.
ELEMENTARY SCHOOL
Cob (Short for Jacob) and I met in sixth grade, when he transferred to Morningside Elementary where I was. We went to different junior highs and met again when we got to Olympus High School. I knew I wanted to us to date way before he did because I saw his older brothers in the high school musicals and I thought they were soooooooo cute. I think I even told my older brother Andrew that if Cob looked anything like his older brothers, I wanted to marry him. I had no idea that would actually happen!
HIGH SCHOOL
We started dating officially about halfway through our junior year of high school and we never really stopped. We knew that we were young so we tried to keep our relationship casual and still maintain friendships with other people, but it was hard. We really liked each other! We would walk to my house together for lunch every day and he would eat Gogurts and Dino Nuggets and I would make Cream of Wheat. He drove me home from school everyday, even though sometimes I protested because I liked walking. We were in the all the musicals and choirs together and we drove to Disneyland for Concert Choir tour and we cuddled on the bus and I thought it was the most romantic thing in the world. As we grew older, we talked vaguely about marriage and our future together, but we were both scared to make definite plans or promises when there was so much that could change.
IN BETWEEN
The summer after our senior year, Cob got his mission call to the Czech, Prague Mission, speaking Slovak. Because I was heading to BYU in the fall and he was leaving in November, we talked about breaking up when I went to school so that his mission would be an easier transition. The night before I left for Provo, we agreed that we were no longer dating, just friends. We separated in tears. I’ve never felt so devastated in my life. The “breakup” only lasted until about noon the next day, when I texted him and told him how awful I felt. Even thinking about it now makes me sad because knowing that we still loved each other but we couldn’t be together was so painful. We continued to date right up until he left, and when he did leave, I was just fine.
THE MISSION
Cob and I wrote consistently while he was serving a mission, although I was dating at the same time. I came close to having an exclusive relationship once or twice, but something always seemed to go wrong. I just never dated anyone I liked as well as Cob! He worked hard on his mission. I could tell through his letters that it wasn’t always easy, but his heart was always in it and the Lord was always with him. We would talk occasionally about the future but it was always vague. Neither of us wanted to be distracting and neither of us really knew what would happen when he came home.
Cob came home in December and I was soooooooooo happy. We eased back into a relationship over Christmas break and then headed to BYU for winter semester. We talked about marriage soon after he got home, but it really wasn’t until February that I knew I wanted to marry him. That decision was easy for me because I knew what kind of person Cob was and I knew what kind of person I wanted to marry and those two things matched up perfectly. It only seemed natural for us to get married after caring so much for each other for so long. My closest sister, Abby was (is) on a mission until August so I didn’t want to get married until she got back. We got engaged in April (on my birthday even, because Cob is the most thoughtful person in the entire world) and we’ve been waiting since then to tie the knot!
Love, Rebecca
No comments :
Post a Comment