Reed said he loved me really quickly. I had never said that to anyone, so I had a really hard time saying it out loud. I knew I loved him really quickly, but at the beginning he would text me and say things like- "love ya" and with my roommate by my side I'd say something like- "yeah, right." Finally she said- "why do you keep saying that?!" It was like a light bulb. Why can't I admit that someone loves me? Why can't I just accept it and accept my feelings? Bam. There it was. There was one day that Reed said, "I love you." I don't remember my responses, I think I just sat there and smiled... he'd then say, "you don't have to say it, I can see in your eyes that you love me." It was true.
Never did I believe it was possible to love someone so quickly! I'm a Psychology major and I've learned all about infatuation, and how it can make you believe you're in love, but really it's not love... it's infatuation. I was really worried about that. We decided after about 3 weeks, I think, that we were meant to be together. I don't remember how it came up... we might have been joking about marriage one day and it just made sense? I really don't remember, but it was definitely him. I was really scared, but we went for it. We both had been praying about it all, and it all felt so right. We talked about waiting until March so that people wouldn't think we were crazy, but for some reason we felt we needed to get married as soon as we could. Besides, I don't care if you all think we were nuts, in the end it was about us, not everyone else.
One day after a nice win at the RSL game, we went ring shopping. We didn't tell anyone. We even bought a ring and didn't tell anyone. About 4 weeks after our first date, he asked my parents if he could marry me. I was terrified. I imagined the worse possible scenario. Them both saying that we were crazy, not thinking, and needed to think about it more, or something. All my parents said was, "why are you asking us? It's yours and Melanie's decision." I couldn't believe it. Then my mom added how excited she was that she got to be a part of the asking. (my mom is adorable, in case you didn't know. If you don't know her, you're missing out).
Later when Reed had left I asked her what she really thought. She said I was 25, and smart, and capable of making the right decision. She added that she trusted that decision. Well there it was! Approval... from my parents, at least. I think we waited a few more days before talking to his. They were a bit more shocked... :)
My favorite was after telling my little sister, she said "the first day I met Reed, I knew you guys were going to get married." (not exact words, but pretty close). That made me pretty ecstatic.
Between our "engagement" and our actual engagement, Reed had to go out of town for work. All I could think was that if I was in fact infatuated, or wrong about this all, I would definitely know in the 2 weeks that he was gone. Would I miss him? Would I care? I couldn't imagine that I'd get happier when he left, because I was already so happy every second that I was with him. Well he left, and I'll be honest, I was a wreck. I spent two weeks moping around, wrapped in his blanket, wearing his gym shorts, and his hoodie. I think my parents thought I was insane. I didn't hang with friends, I just followed my parents around wrapped in Reed's blanket, not wanting to get out of bed some of the days. We facetimed every night, talked on the phone every night, and still texted all day long. I don't know how people do long distance relationships. Respect, my friends. That was not fun for me.
The night he came home was a Friday. It was 11 at night, I drove up to Salt Lake to be there when he got home, and I just wanted to hug him all night long. I didn't ever want him to leave me again. I knew needed to marry him, I knew I needed to be with him for eternity...
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