It all started with a video...

It was 1997 in Leavenworth, Washington when a tall, preppy missionary named Elder Foster brought something to show my family and I after dinner one evening. 

"My brother doesn't write letters, he makes videos for me. I think you'll like this one," he explained before popping it in. 

There were several short films, then a series of family videos that had been edited together- their grandpa's birthday, a game they played when they were young called 'Freddie the Vietnam Vet', and a ska party they held in "The Cottage". 

I was mesmerized. We all were. 

"He has talent." My mother remarked, and asked to make a copy. 

A copy which I used in the following year to teach myself to swing dance. A copy which I studied: concrete evidence that there were guys like that. Families like that. Lives like that. The kind I wanted to be a part of. 

A copy that led me to attend a swing dance in Utah over a year later. 

A swing dance where a young man took me by the hand, led me out to the dance floor, and said, "Hi, I'm J." {The very same J who made the video!}

A dance that changed my life forever.

{Edit: the video is unable to play through google reader. Please click on the links to view.}


Spymommy said...

Awww! Isn't love grand. I love hearing how people met. Your story is unique and lovely - just like you.

Tiffany said...

What an amazing, adorable love story!

LisAway said...

That is just lovely. (haven't watched the video yet because I'll have to get on Greg's computer, but the story is terrific)

Em said...

This is so darling.

Stephanie said...

Why had I forgotten that you knew Lance before you knew Jared? Crazy. It's a small, small world. Happy Anniversary!

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