My (almost) fiance’s name is Brandon. We both live in the same apartment complex by BYU, but didn’t officially meet until one Sunday when I spoke in church. After the meeting he told me he really enjoyed my talk, but I didn’t think much of it. (I had already decided that I didn’t want to date anyone that I met in my ward). I didn’t get a chance to talk to him again until a few weeks later when I saw him outside while I was walking to my apartment. He stopped me and said, “Hey, it’s Bridget, right?” Upon seeing him again, I thought, “wow…he’s really cute!” and asked him to remind me of his name. He told me and had me promise to not forget! So I promised and added him as a friend on Facebook a few days later–just to prove I remembered.
Not long after that, we both were on the Facebook chat and talked a little bit. He had made a comment about being chivalrous, so when he later asked for my phone number, I joked that asking for a number on Facebook wasn’t very chivalrous. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on my door. When I answered, there was Brandon to ask for my number. It was a pretty good way to get my attention!
We went out to lunch for our first date–nothing special–but I hadn’t enjoyed a date that much in a long time! The more time I spent with him, the more I grew to love him. He treats me like a QUEEN! We can be complete goofs around each other, talk about anything, and couldn’t be happier. There’s no one else I’d rather spend eternity with!
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