Just so we're clear THIS is the real/true version of the story, Lewis claims it happened differently, but it's my blog and I'm going to tell it the RIGHT way;). Anyway, Lewis and I met in the fall of 2012 at our singles ward. I was on the fellowship committee, and when Brother Wilde walked in he didn't stand a chance. There was something about him that caught my eye. Not only was he super cute with that perfect smile, but I just felt drawn to him. I don't know how else to describe it. Im not sure where my courage came from but I waltzed right up to him and my words came tumbling out "hello my name's Ally! Are you new to the ward? Where are you from? Do you want to sit by me?" Shock/Surprise came over his face, he told me he was not new to the ward, and that he would be passing the sacrament. Scrambling I tried to save my ego by telling him i'd still save him a seat, he'd have to sit somewhere after he finished passing anyway.
Guess who didn't come sit by me... Yup, you guessed it, brother Wilde sat in the farthest corner he could find, away from me... Well like any girl, I decided to take the high road, and avoid brother Wilde completely. For the next few months I'd see him and immediately look the opposite way pretending that I didn't care. But I DID care A LOT!! I couldn't get him off my mind. It's like I had a brother Wilde radar and every time he walked into a room it would go off.
After three months of radio silence I must have got a huge burst of confidence, cause I walked right up to him and started talking. I was super calm and collected this time (prolly cause I had rehearsed it a few hundred times in my head). We agreed to meet up at FHE that next monday. We went caroling (he looked so rugged/handsome in his flannel jacket) and of course I had butterflies the entire time (which made my voice crack sounding like a dying crow). After we went to Alberto's and ate on top of dixie rock. It was perfect (and freezing).
We'd been dating for about four weeks and he still hadn't kissed me... New Years Eve was fast approaching and I had my fingers crossed. We hung out with my family; grilled pizza, watched Lord of the Rings, played games, and banged pots and pans. After midnight I walked him out to his truck. sidenote: I wanted him to kiss me so bad, that the weeks leading up to this night our goodbyes had almost lasted two hours. I'd just sit and hug him hoping he'd kiss me. Well on this night I was determined! We talked and hugged and hugged some more. Finally after 45 minutes of this he brushed his cheek against mine... I froze. And Mr. Lewis Wilde kissed me!!!! It was the sweetest most perfect kiss. Let me tell you, it was worth the wait!!
After that we were pretty much inseparable. I asked him if I should turn in my mission papers and guess what... He said "ya, sure." (wrong answer)
I was called to the Tacoma, Washington mission. I was so excited! As Lewis and I got closer my fear of losing him grew bigger and bigger. We talked about my mission a lot, about how hard it would be to leave, and how much we'd miss each other. One night after a fireside I gave him the big ultimatum, I told him the only way i'd stay home is if I was engaged (hint hint), Otherwise I was leaving. After that our conversations turned towards marriage and if we were old enough to even take that step.
After an argument one night I thought for sure he was going to break up with me. I stayed up most the night balling my eyes out. While he was at home talking to his mom about proposing (huh?!). The next day he stopped by my house, I was fully expecting him to end it. Instead he gave me the biggest most comforting hug, turned my face so I could see his sweet eyes, and said "I think we should get married". YOU WHAT?! what did you just say??? I was stunned, are you sure? But of course I said yes and couldn't stop smiling. However, the next few days I got an awful stomach ache, and I couldn't eat or sleep. I didn't know what I was supposed to do... Go on a mission (that I was so excited for) or marry the man of my dreams (that I couldn't live without)...? After another night of no sleep I went up to my parents room and climbed in their bed with them. I explained that I didn't know which one to choose. My dad offered to give me a blessing. Now you have to know that my dad had been planning on me serving a mission since forever, and I was concerned he might let that affect the blessing. He placed his hands on my head and the uncontrollable tears i'd had all night suddenly stopped. He told me that I had two great decisions in front of me. He said that Heavenly Father had given me the mission because I had asked for it. Finally he said your Heavenly Father wants you to marry Lewis NOW and that will be my mission. After I felt so calm and at peace. My dad not so much. He immediately left mumbling something about going to the gym. Poor guy, don't worry he came around and he and Lewi are pals now. Our heavenly father is incredible! He answers prayers! He has given me SO much! And because of him I get to be with my sweet Lewis for eternity!!
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