Love Story

Trevor and I met in October 2011 when he moved in a couple of apartments down from me. First impression: he was really cute the more I watched him and his roommates, I thought he was a loud, obnoxious pain-in-the-ass. I was waiting for an LDS missionary (who by the way I only dated for two months *face palm*) and wasn't really interested in dating or being around boys. Trevor assumed I was a quiet, unfriendly prude because I never came around. There was the occasional talk exchanged on the balcony in passing or when he hung out with my friends & roommates, but other than that we each kept our distance.

One night in early March, one of my friends was hospitalized with pneumonia. As my roommate and I sat up and waited for news from the hospital, Trevor wandered into our apartment to see how we were doing. We ended up having our first heart-to-heart conversation that night. I learned that he loved Josh Groban, he was Mormon, and the girl I often saw him with was his sister, not his girlfriend. I remember telling my roommate, "He's not who I thought he was" after Trev left. I was curious; Trevor was easy to talk to and had the warmest eyes and a contagious smile. Who was this boy?

Things started falling apart with my missionary long before Trevor and I started talking. Trev and I started spending hours together on my friend's couch (the apartment in between his and mine) talking and laughing. I started to feel something in my stomach that slowly creeped into my heart and mind that I tried to ignore. No, no, no, this was the loud boy from next door! We're two opposite people and I didn't want to face my roommates' incessant teasing. I was scared to let go of the past, and look at the future. Besides, I was still kind of writing the missionary! But everything was so simple with Trevor. It was easy, it was comfortable, it was oddly familiar.

I remember the night it all clicked. April 13, 2012. My gay best friend takes credit for bringing us together that night, and Trevor's cousin thinks it was his matchmaking that pushed us to take the next step. I say nay to both of them. Trevor and I shared our first kiss that night (oops) and as we snuggled on the couch, I fell asleep in his arms. I remember waking up to him whispering, "I never want this to end." Lucky for him, I was already hooked and I didn't want it to end either. A couple of awkward days post kiss followed, of course. Were we dating? Were we just going to keep being friends? Are we makeout buddies? You know, that awkward stage. I remember one night we drove out to Enterprise to go swim in the hot pots with a group of friends. Trevor refused to be near me, even though I was trying soooo hard. I even invited him over to watch a movie with me that night after we got back (hint hint, Mr. Green!) and he refused. To this day he says he doesn't remember that "or else I would've been over there in a heart beat!"

We became inseparable a few days after the hot springs incident. Not dating, but we spent all of our time together getting to know each other and doing things together. We went on dates, something my ex-missionary never did. It wasn't purely physical either. I craved Trevor's company and companionship. Trevor admitted later to me that he knew there was something special about me, something that he never wanted to lose. We started dating May 4, 2012 (may the fourth be with you, haha). A week later he took me to his sister's wedding as his date and I fell in love with his family. Three weeks after we started "officially dating," the L word slipped through my lips and it scared Trevor to death (oops). The inseparableness just got worse. I was addicted and hooked to him. I wrote my missionary off.  I knew about two months into our relationship that I was going to marry Trevor. By August, he knew he was going to marry me. We were at dinner sometime in October during Winger's All-You-Can-Eat Wings when Trev told me he had the money to buy me a ring.

First picture together, April 2012

I picked out my dream ring at Morgan Jewelers in St. George during a date night to see Taken 2. We purchased it a couple of days later and from there, I didn't know what was going on with the ring. I flew down to California (his mom and step-dad live in San Diego) to visit Trevor and his family over Christmas break on December 26, 2012. I knew a proposal was going to happen while we were in California because 1) Trevor had asked my dad for permission to marry me, and 2) I knew the ring was given to Michelle over Thanksgiving when she visited Cedar City. I just didn't know when or where the proposal would take place. The same night I flew in, we went ice skating with Trevor's older sister and her husband near La Jolla. It was a nice double date, and Trevor had never been ice skating before. We skated for almost an hour and a half before Trevor's ankles ached and my eyes started drooping from early morning travels. Yet we kept skating 'round and 'round. All of a sudden, Trevor started skating out into the middle of the ice skating rink. I was terrified, watching people dodge my not so skating savvy boyfriend, and began to follow him. I remember saying, "Trev, Trev! What are you doing!?" I was turning around to look at him (because ya know, I'm terrified of using the actual 'brakes' on skates) when he went down on one knee and opened that white box. Then, he muttered those five words that changed my life:

"Natasha, will you marry me?" 

Shocked, stunned, and extremely happy, I just stared at him. After what felt like a lifetime, Trev said, "Is that a yes?" I choked out "Yes", he slipped a ring on my finger, and I started crying like a crazy woman. The whole ice skating rink erupted into cheers, and I noticed my almost-sister-in-law taking pictures (which by the way, are some of my most cherished pictures ever). We called family and friends on our way home from the ice skating rink, and shared our good news.

It turned out to be the best day after Christmas ever.

Taking a knee

Wait, you're asking me whatttt?

Waiting for an answer...

Guess I said yes. (:

Notice the Mexican guy behind us?
He was skating around us filming the entire time.

Trevor and I tied the knot on August 3rd, 2013 in American Fork, Utah. We had been together for 15 months. He's my best friend, my partner in crime, the optimism to my negativeness, the reason why I keep going on the hard days, the reason for my laughter and smiling when even when I'm sad and grumpy. Every day is a new adventure with him.