How we met

So the question I get asked many times a day is,"How did you two meet?" There is always this mysterious awe when people ask this question. So here's my secret on how to meet someone great . . . just make sure you're in the right place!

My first year at the University of Utah, I was very much a freshman. I hardly had any friends let alone friends who lived near me to have time to hang out. It was like this, my neighbor Rob got me to sign up for the Publicity Committee at the Institute of Religion. He said it would be a great idea. As many of you know, I like design and was missing my yearbook computer with all those wonderful Adobe applications like crazy! So I thought why not?

In less than a two months, I was made a vice president. It was where I became great friends with a boy named Scott who while hanging up our somewhat creative posters, got to know me really well. At this point in the story, you may be wondering why I include that I met this boy who became my friend, he just happens to be a key point.

About a year later, after forgetting about Scott and my time on the Publicity Committee, it was a rough time. That year-not only was I an officer for my sorority, I was heart broken. My recent boyfriend had left me for another girl and it was about to be one of the biggest formals of the year. I had been really looking forward to the event but my dreams had been crushed. The Sigma Gamma Chi Formal is still a major event for the University of Utah and especially that year it was held at one of my favorite place on campus, the Utah Museum of Fine Arts.

The night before the dance, there was a sorority activity happening that I didn't even want to be at. But taking responsibility, I promised to go and help for just a little bit. Right before I left, I saw Scott and decided to say hi.

We started talking and he explained how he was having a hard time deciding some of the details for the dance. I quietly listened and made comments here and there. It was hard sitting there knowing that I would not be there.

After he went through every detail possible, I quietly said goodbye wanting to escape when Scott yelled out, "See you tomorrow! Come and say hi to me." Then I had to turn around and explain that I wasn't going.

Scott felt so embarrassed that he went on so long about the details. I said don't worry about it. I was happy to give my opinion. Scott then said that there were guys in his fraternity who were still looking for a date. He asked if it would be okay if he could give them my number and I nodded not thinking much about it and then left.

On my way home, I had my cell phone on silent. I drove home and thirty minutes later as I was parking on the street in front of my house, I noticed I had 5 voice mails.

The first one was from Scott who said that a guy would be calling from his fraternity. The next message was a shy Kevin Jones hoping to get a last minute date to the dance. After that message, Scott was on the next explaining that it would be Kevin Jones who would be calling. The last two messages were Kevin telling me that his sister-in-law is my one of my best friends and that he knew how to get to my house.

I smiled and laughed, because it seemed that he knew all about me without even knowing me (thanks to Stephanie). So now everyone knows the rest of the story . . . we went to the dance, it was great and somehow we left smiling and holding hands.

It is still a mystery to the Alpha boys of Sigma Gamma Chi today, for it was truly love at first sight.