papi and mothership met because my aunt and my mom were best friends. mom was going to college up at BYU-Idaho and aunt val invited mom down to her fiance/boyfriend's house for thanksgiving since mom's family was back east. my mom met my dad, who was aunt val's fiance/boyfriend's younger brother. yah...i know...confusing; at least it is unless you know them.
they wrote letters. dad drove up there to see mom. mom came down to visit. they really liked each other. i guess you could say i should believe in long distance relationships because my own parents had one. dad proposed under a tree on BYU campus. it started to rain.
married in the provo temple in the fall they began their life; another long journey, together.
they had cameron, aaron, jordon, lilly and me: kaylla. they lived in new york with cameron and aaron and then moved to midvale near heber, then american fork where lilly and i were born. they built their first home together in highland utah. i remember those as the happiest years of my life.
they moved their family again to another part of highland because they thought the neighborhood wasn't so great anymore and they needed room for when grandma albert came to live with them, at least that's what they thought. she didn't. she still lives in new york to this day.
there they lived for nine long years, struggled through two missionaries and three teenagers. problems arose and they got divorced. january 27th, 2010.
on may 3rd, three or four months later they were remarried. the problems solved, they realized they couldn't live without one another. they called those months apart their wakeup call. these following months of living in a townhome in american fork {after being split up mom moved to a place she could support us girls - with jordon gone on his mission}. with the family back together the yellow townhome was too small. and dad didn't have his garden anymore. so they decided to look around to maybe move again. everything fell into place, it was meant to be.
they've moved to elk ridge, utah and now are determined to set down roots. they're happier than ever.
dad is a mechanic, a goof-ball and an outdoorsman. he rarely makes it through a movie without falling asleep and hasn't changed his hairstyle since high school. he's as skinny as a stick but as brawny as an ox. he has smile wrinkles because he rarely frowns {although when he does, his lips get white which is kind of scary}
mom used to be a teacher. she homeschooled the three younger ones and worked a sense of wisdom into the two older ones. she isn't afraid of anything. she's usually the first one i talk to about anything, no matter whether i want to tell her or not. she's got one of the strongest testimonies i have ever seen/heard. she's always encouraged us to reach after our dreams. she's been a perfect mother - even if she never made our lunches for school or payed for sports.
dad and mom both always taught us one thing: hard work will get you further than anything else. hard work always will make up for natural talent. all you need is a desire to reach for something, hard work and determination to finish and it will be yours.
my parents were the perfect parents for me. for my siblings too. our family is more like a social group of friends when we get together...the exact way a family should feel i think. we can tease and be sarcastic and pull "dad jokes" or tease mom for her messing up cliches like "shoot to stones with one bird". my parents taught us that we're having "food, good food." for dinner.
i love my parents because they have always loved me.
sometimes it's been rough, sometimes i've hated them, but in the end - they're just what parents should be. thank you heavenly father. i am truly thankful.
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