our life makes the movies jealous

Tomorrow is our four month anniversary of when Kevin and I got engaged. For the record, it feels like we've been engaged for A LOT longer than that.

The purpose of this post is simple. I have been reflecting over the past couple of days about some of my favorite stories about Kevin and mine's experience falling in love. And I realized that these stories weren't really important enough to make it onto my blog or into my journal, but I never want to forget some of them.

So, settle in. It's story time.

Once upon a time we were invited by my wonderful friend and old roommate Merrie to one of her performances. Kevin and I had been dating for about 3 or 4 weeks...there had been no "L bombs" dropped or anything like that, but we were going strong. That song by Christina Perri came on the radio, the one about loving you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more, you know that one? And without thinking I said, "Isn't it great that we can be in love for much longer than a thousand years? We can be in love for eternity." Then I realized that I sounded like an idiot and tried to explain that I had been talking about in the church when any couple gets married in the temple, that I hadn't meant Kevin and me specifically and finally just trickled into embarrassment. Kevin just laughed and squeezed my hand. We were talking about this story just last night and I asked Kevin if he had been in love with me at that point already and he said he thought he had. :) So basically he's the sweetest ever.

Next story.

Once upon a time, around the same time as this first story, my friend Kristen had just had a baby boy. He was only like 4 days old and we went to visit them. I held her newborn baby for about an hour, and didn't want to share, and I only let Kevin hold him for like five minutes. He knew I was antsy to have another turn and he was very gracious about letting me hold the baby forever. We couldn't stay too long and when we left I just got so upset and emotional and I tried my hardest to explain to Kevin how I was feeling. "Kevin, it's like, I have this physiological response to babies. When I see one, or when I have to stop holding one, my heart just aches. My arms just feel so empty and I want to fill them with babies!" I then started bawling. Any normal boy probably would have run as fast as he could in the other direction, but Kevin just held me and wiped away my hysterical tears and thought I was adorable instead of psycho.

Okay, I probably shouldn't overwhelm this blog with millions of stories all at once, but there is just one more that I want to share.

This past Sunday night we were chilling in my apartment reading President Hinkley's Biography. I had my head in Kevin's lap and he was reading out loud. I fell asleep within, probably 7ish minutes. I wasn't completely out, and I could still hear Kevin reading and I just felt so loved and safe and content. Suddenly I noticed that Kevin had stopped reading. He started chuckling and asked if I was asleep and if he was going to have to re-read what he had already read. I tried to respond but my whole body was so heavy and sleepy. After a short pause, Kevin started stroking my forehead and said, "You're beautiful, you know that?" And then said a bunch of other insanely sweet things that just melted my heart to a puddle of mush.

My wonderful Kevin makes me feel so good, words can't describe it. I fall more and more in love with him every single day. He is more than I ever wanted, because I didn't know that such a person could even exist.
Thank you for making my whole life Kev. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.