He is a Georgia boy. I am an Idahoan–born, raised, and love it.
He has been married before. I saved my first kiss for him.
He studies computers in and out and he’s extremely thorough. I blog and I work quickly to get to the end result.
I like the finished product, he likes the process.
He’s easy-going. Me? Not so much.
The short version is: we met at a game night. A group of my Mormon single friends got together every weekend to play board games–sounds so cliché and so much simpler than it really was, but that’s where we met.
Some day I might share the whole story with you, because honestly we love to tell it. It’s a pretty good one. We are meant to be.
When we met:
He was jaded and I was a believer.
He was angry and I was hopeful.
He was conservative and I thought I was a liberal.
We had only a competitive spirit, a love of board games, our faith, and a fierce attraction and adoration for one another in common.
I’m still a believer and he is getting there.
I don’t know a single soul who would describe Zach as angry. I am the one with the temper.
He’s still conservative and I’m…a moderate. I definitely have more conservative values. I guess always did, it just took someone like Zach to help me see it. He is not pompous or rude. He is smart and knows more than anyone else I know about politics.
We still share a love for board games, competition, the gospel, and one another.
Have a love of Burn Notice, shooting, Idaho Pizza, and travel.
We sleep in, read, watch movies, talk, pray, and walk the dog together.
He works hard.
He teaches primary in our church and loves it.
I teach for a living.
I serve in our ward as a ward missionary and the Young Women’s camp director.
We have a dog named Mal, he is one year old.
Our lives are busy. We know that will probably not ever change.
I’m still coming to terms with this reality.
We live within our means.
We both have big dreams for the future.
We fight. We laugh. We play. We love.
We don’t claim to have it all figured out. We don’t claim our lives our perfect. But we celebrate the good in one another and in our lives. And that makes us happy.
We are blessed.