Saying Hello and Goodbye

Living long distance from your fiance is not ideal and is certainly NOT fun. There are certain days that I deal with it in a dignified manner and there are other days that I miss him so much I can't help but break down and cry.

I know... I probably sound pathetic.

Scott is living in Henderson Nevada right now and I am still up in Pleasant Grove. I get to see his face on skype every night, which helps, but it's just not the same as having him there in person.

When I get to see him after a long drought, the reunion is always wonderful and everything is once again right with the world. However, as good as the "hello reunions" are, the goodbyes are perfectly dreadful...

I went to St. George and Las Vegas this last weekend and it was wonderful, but the time I got to see Scott was a measly 24 hours and it just wasn't enough. Plus, every time I have to say goodbye, the goodbye's just get more difficult. I am not one to hide my emotion well and I couldn't help but have my eyes get all teary as I had to say goodbye... again...

Every goodbye gets harder.

And harder.

Did I mention that the goodbyes get harder?

I did? Okay. Just wanted to make sure you understood.

I can't wait until I no longer have to say goodbye.

The trip was fantastic, regardless of the fact that it ended with another goodbye. My friends and I stopped in St. George Friday night and saw the Little Mermaid at Tuacahn near St. George. I had a good time, but I always feel bad when I get to go out and do fun things when I know Scott is at home, studying his little heart out. He works so hard and I'm so proud of him.





Saturday morning we headed to Las Vegas, where Scott got to take a break from his books and study groups and join us on a boat at Lake Las Vegas. Wow, what a fun time!! The heat and the water combo was just perfect. Plus, Lake Las Vegas is where Scott proposed!













I got to spend the rest of the evening with Scott. We took care of some wedding plans and we saw the movie "The Help" since the two of us both read the book this summer. The weekend was wonderful and at least this goodbye is only for a week since I get to see him again this coming weekend.

This kind of think strengthens your character right? I know that sounds super cheesy, but I'm trying to look at the bright side of things...

I'm shouting from the treetops...

In my past relationships, many people felt the need to ask me if I was engaged... all the time... They would ask me this on a regular basis... weekly even. They would even ask if I had only been dating this person for a few weeks...

Did these said people really think that I wouldn't tell them if I had gotten engaged? Did they think I was going to try to hide it from them? Try to keep it a secret?

I think not.

I told them in a joking manner (yet with major serious undertones) that when the blessed day came in which I found the right person to marry, I would be shouting the good news from the treetops.

They wouldn't have to ask to find out... I would definitely make sure they knew. No secrets.

Well folks, I am officially shouting from the treetops (figuratively speaking of course)...

This last weekend, Scott Allen asked me to marry him and I said yes!

I didn't know one person could experience such happiness. Scott was well worth the wait.. Scott is one of the most amazing people I know. First off, he is super skillful. He's got whistling skills, bow hunting skills, tie making skills...

But beyond his incredible skillset, he is loving, kind, a super hard worker, goal oriented, a family man and let's not forget the most important thing... he loves me as much as I love him. December 20th is the big day and I couldn't be more thrilled.

So in case any of you thought I might be keeping such news a secret, I am letting the cat out of the bag. I'm engaged!