In other news…

I’m engaged. And I am thrilled/deliriously happy. I really never thought that I would be the girl who got married at 22, but I’m so glad I am. 

Jared and I have been best friends for the last four years. We’ve been dating 11 months. 

I met Jared freshman year of college. Our parents had recognized each other at orientation, and I remember both of us kind of lingering awkwardly behind trying not to look one another in the eye. That encounter lasted all of 10 secs. 

My first week of school, I noticed Jared was in my bio class, and my breakout lab. I struck up a conversation with him and immediately there was a noticeable tension between us. Some kind of wild crazy chemistry. Our conversation had that perfect teasing pull that you always look for in new friends but so rarely find. We became lab partners and best friends. By second semester we signed up for all of the same classes. We later found out that we had been friends as toddlers, thats why our parents knew each other. 

Jared went on a mission for my church and we wrote letters for two years, when he came back it took all of a month for us to start dating. 

I guess the point of this is to say you never ever know what life is going to throw at you. Who would have thought that out of a class of over 200 me and this boy i had possibly bathed with in my infancy would be lab partners? What are the odds that same boy would become my fiancee?

:)