The Beginning

It all began in 9th grade. Yes, embarrassing I know... for Dallin. Just kidding for me too.

It  was at a soccer game with my best friend when I first laid eyes on him
the man of my dreams..
who at the time was literally prancing through the mud trying not to get his Vans dirty.

I thought he was cute.
I wrote his name on my shoe.
It was a crush.

One time we chatted it up on MSN, where I lied and told him I liked punk music...
at the time my favorite band was probably Rascal Flats.
far from the punk genre.

Years went by,
four to be exact!

He came home from his mission and alas we met again on the soccer field, where we proceeded to avoid each other until the next week when he asked me to hang out.

Oh, Southwood! We spent four hours sitting on the knoll talking. Two weeks later we had our first kiss. (he's pretty smooth). That summer was the best summer of my life. About year later (yes, I realize this is a long time) I told him I loved him and about a year after that he popped the question. Dallin and I have the best kind of love, the simple kind.

We were married in the Salt Lake Temple for time and all eternity on October 26, 2012. Dallin Greenhalgh is the man I want next to me when all my dreams come true! He inspires me, loves me and reminds me.



p.s. I am proud to be under the Murray curse. or as some would say, Murray incest