Catching Up: Part II

Remember that guy I was talking about in the last post? He's gonna show up in this post a few times. Ok, maybe a lot of times. It's ok though. He's kind of important to me.

A few days before I got home from Mexico, my mother emailed me this picture. This is Austin Maxwell.

Someone got a picture of me when I first looked at this picture and couldn't stop smiling because he was home (I can tell cause that is his little brother sitting beside him)! I don't know where that picture is, but maybe one of these days it will show up.

After he went off to be a missionary for two years, I couldn't believe that he was home already. Had time really gone that fast? I thought it was yesterday that I said goodbye before we hopped into planes headed in opposite directions! Oh wait, I had the letters and pictures to prove that yes, two years had really passed.

Once I stepped on American soil, I texted his sister just to say that I could text now that I was in the US. Her reply was a phone call. I was put on speakerphone because everyone was in the car and wanted to talk to me. Amongst the many Maxwell voices, I could hear one in particular that gave me chills when he said my name. "Hey, Madi!"

Needless to say, I was pretty excited. And really, REALLY, nervous. It would be a few days later and then I'd see him in person. I couldn't wait to get to New York but I still had some worries. There were a lot of "what ifs" floating around my brain. Despite these worries, I still got on the plane. And got off it. And saw him, ran to him, hugged him, and probably scared the bejeebers out of this new returned missionary. He stuck around though, so I'm pretty sure I didn't scare him too much. All was well, and I had a wonderful week with him, his family, my brother, and my mother.

But wait friends. The story doesn't end here. 

Fast forward to the beginning of the school semester in Provo. This boy turned man and girl turned woman start spending more time together. We go on adventures. We're silly together. We laugh and smile. We picked up right where we left off two years ago. But something is different this time. I am trying to take things nice and slow, while in the back of my mind, I can't help but think of the future. I tell myself to be patient and wait. 

And now you too get to be patient and wait to hear the rest of the story. ;) 

To be continued...