My First Post

Devon's being bugging me all day to post something....Since he's gone to all the work of making this our blog instead of just his, I'd better oblige. Besides that these last few months (especially the last few weeks) have been pretty eventful.

It all began a few months ago....Devon and I decided that we were going to get married. I've been married previously, so I knew I needed to start working on the process for my temple sealing cancelation. I contacted my ex and met with the bishop before we were officially engaged. We felt good setting a date, as we would have 4 1/2 months to get everything done. Things went smoothly, we got letters from everyone in less than a month. Everything was then turned into my Stake President. This is where the fun began. I contacted the stake executive secretary multiple times to get an appointment. Each time I was informed the Stake President was busy, but would try to get me 'next week.' After a few weeks of this, the stake split and my ward became part of a newly organized stake. Apparently my former Stake President wanted my new Stake President to handle this, hence why the executive secretary kept putting me off. Finally after a month of trying I had an appointment with the Stake President! At the meeting he told me he was going out of town and would write the letter and submit the paperwork as soon as he got home. With a month and a half to go I was notified, by my bishop, that the paperwork had been submitted. Everyday I was out checking the mail. With about 3 weeks to go till we were getting married, I still had nothing. Worry turned to fear when Devon and I were hiking down from the Y on May 6th. We ran into my Bishop, who informed us that my Stake President hadn't actually sent in the paperwork because he was waiting for his official church stationary. We were assured that someone would be contacting Salt Lake.

Just two weeks before the wedding we received official notification that the paper work had been received by the First Presidency and that we could call on Friday (just one week before the wedding) to see if it had been reviewed yet. On Friday I received a call that there was no word on my paperwork, but we could check back Tuesday. On Tuesday, we were told that a decision was possible on Thursday. My hopes of heading off to California worry free were shattered. But I still had hope for something to come through Thursday.

About half way to California on Wednesday I received a call from my Bishop that he had just spoken to the First Presidency's office and my sealing had been canceled!!!! They had even agreed to call the Newport Beach Temple and verbally give permission for us to be sealed, since there wouldn't be time to mail a letter to me. We were ecstatic!!!!!!!! Then after about 2 hours worth of phone calls to the temple, sealers, stake presidents, our family and friends, everything was set!

I heard it said, and even experienced it, that every wedding has a wedding day disaster. Ours was a wedding week disaster that had a very happy ending. After that everything else went perfectly. Minus some June Gloom, our wedding day we wonderful. I was able to marry the man that I love, in a place that would allow us to be sealed forever. I never realized how much I took getting married in the temple for granted. It's just something that you do. It wasn't until there was a chance of it not happening that I really realized how much it meant to me.

I'm not really sure how to judge the actual length of this post, but I'm thinking it's pretty long. So, I'll have to give more details about the wedding, receptions and honeymoon later. :)