The Love Story

Richard and I met each other in January of 2005, I think, in a little town called Olean, New York. Which is interesting since I am from Texas, and he is from Las Vegas. We were both serving as missionaries in the Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Mission. Richard went home three months before me, and was encouraged by an inspirational mission president to keep in contact with his good ol' friend Sister Clark. That's what did it. For the last three months of my mission, I had an very wonderful letter relationship with Richard. We were penpals. =)


Shortly after I returned home, my friend Elder Skifton came to visit me in Texas. We then took a road trip to Rexburg, Idaho where Richard dropped me off at college, and trustingly into the mercy of hoards of other returned missionaries. But I hardly seemed to notice them. I was either flying to Vegas to visit Richard, or I was talking to him on the phone, or I was thinking about him constantly. With our relationship still long distance, we still felt privileged to have advanced from letters to phone calls. Then he proposed. So, we wouldn't have to be apart forever.


After the semester ended, I went home to Texas for the summer, and who should shortly arrive but my loving fiance Richard, stating he had every intent of staying put by my side until we were married. He couldn't take the long distance any longer. Needless to say, I was thrilled. On August 18th, we were married in the Dallas Texas Temple, and we've never been parted since.



Now the fun really begins... since we got married in August, we went swimming in Richard's pool after a hot reception in Las Vegas. But, it looks like I'm getting baptized or something!