
For the past 10 or so years, my uncle Grant would off and on talk about his friend Bryan who was a retired Marine. One summer evening my family decided to have Bryan and his family over for dinner. I wasn't too interested until I found out that he had a son my age who was also a Marine and was serving in Iraq. So, I decided to join the dinner. However, I didn't learn much about this Marine whose name was Charlie, except that he graduated from a rival high school, was a state champion wrestler, and was going to be stationed in Salt Lake in January 2008.

Later that night, the families got together and went to dinner (I went this time!). Our parents insisted that Charlie and I ride together, and so we went. I don't remember much else about the night except in the end, I figured he wasn't interested because he ditched me to go be with his friends (in his version, I ditched him for a movie date!). However, the next day, I was at work when he walked through the gym doors. He came in to sign up for a membership (that he now claims was just to see me!). I gave him my phone number and we agreed to go out to lunch before he left back to Camp Pendleton.
Lunch went great, and he was leaving later that day to drive back to Cali. I was definitely interested, and when I got his phone call a few hours later, I was pretty sure he was too. On the drive back, he hit major traffic outside Las Vegas, and decided to call me. We talked for the entire 7 hours it took him to get back to his base.

A few years back when I worked at the front desk of a hotel, I saw a woman with a gorgeous wedding ring. I had never seen anything like it and I fell in love. I drew a picture of it and made sure that my mom and sisters knew where it was. Well, sure enough, unbeknownst to me, he got a hold of that picture and took it to my friend Kristin's dad Steve who owns Payne Anthony Jewelers and had my ring made.
That Thanksgiving, our two families decided to eat together and boy did I receive the best pumpkin pie ever! MY RING was in the pie he served me! Now, at the time, Charlie was doing his pre-deployment buildup at different bases down in California. He got to come home for Thanksgiving and had to go back a few days later, only to come home for Christmas and New Years, then to report back for the deployment. We quickly decided that we wanted to be married before he left. So, I had one month to plan our wedding. Since I was well connected in the hospitality industry, my good friends at the Sandy Hilton Garden Inn quickly helped me out. On the evening of December 23rd, I picked Charlie up from the airport and the next morning we headed to the courthouse to get our marriage license. At 5pm on Christmas Eve, we were married and our happily ever after had begun.
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