Love Story-Welcome Home

So I've been writing about my love story with my husband, how we met with more detailed. I had written this for a final in one of my classes, but of course there were possibly a lot of bad grammar. I don't have the greatest english, including when I speak. It was very hard earning when I was younger when I didn't have much of anyone when my mom passed away and my grandparents forced me. I struggled in school a lot, but I will try my best and I have a husband who helps me as well. But I love writing and typing about my life and thoughts, because it makes me closer to my mother-since this is what she used to do everyday.

I recommend not really reading it. It's too long and I have broke it down into pieces.
Part 1
Part 2

Now for part 3;

Jason had been back home for quite some time, once he returned home, he went straight on a cruise

Jason thinking about me ;)

Heard about this story, and yes he ACTUALLY looks like this...at least when he's drunk he does.

After the cruise we texted a little bit here and there, but not a lot. I was in a relationship and he knew that. But what he didn't know, that I was thinking about going on my mission.
Which I wanted to go, I have talked to my missionary's mother about this too. I prayed about it the night before I was going to talk to my bishop about it, but instead I talked to him about something else. It really wasn't the right time, I needed to grow a bit more.

When my missionary had returned home also, a month later I was single and slowly that missionary and I started things up again. We hung out with each other and got to know each other more. Now we knew each other quite well before the mission, but after the mission; people change! Every missionary changes. So Trent and I got to know each other more, we wanted to see where this was going. 

 We both prayed about it to figure out what we have been feeling means. We both felt it, but we both didn't want to admit it and also we were both a little confused. Then it happened we broke up but still kept being friends, until we both were in a different relationship. I knew him quite well and I know just want he wanted in a wife and he knew what I wanted in a husband. We were very close, but something wasn't there. As I looked back now; I know just what it was. So we went our separate ways....

and that's when I started to think about going on a mission; again!

(To Be Continued)