As a new BYU-Idaho graduate with apparently no marriage prospects I knew that technically I could go wherever I wanted to go and do whatever I wanted to do. But, at the same time I knew I had to face the reality of finding a job and starting some kind of career. Moving back home to work in the cornfield wasn't easy. I was getting a little burned out after 9 previous summers and I was even more worried that I didn't really have a plan that I could count on. I was constantly worrying, planning and analyzing my options for the future.
Most of this worrying, planning and analyzing was centered around my plans to move to Provo. I liked the idea of Provo because it meant I could have a fresh start... you know, make new friends, meet new guys, etc. But, on occasion, I would think back to the end of my last semester, wondering if Brandon and I really had hit it off during that April snowball fight, or if it was only my wishful thinking. The good news was that my mom, Angie, Marcie, and I were all planning a mother-daughter weekend in Idaho Falls. The fact that I was planning to use some of that time in Rexburg to see friends was mentioned to one of my FHE brothers from the previous semester who just happened to be Brandon's roommate (Spencer Brown). Apparently Spencer had mentioned to Brandon that I was planning on coming to town because I found the following post on my facebook wall from Brandon: "Jennifer, What is this I hear about you coming to the great Rexburg. I sure hope that you make some time for me to see you. Let me know what is going on in your life. Thanks for being you. Bye bye for now."
Of course this created some excitement. I hoped that it was a confirmation of the hope I had held for the last several weeks. So, of course I replied to let him know I was going to be there and would enjoy seeing him if he were not too busy. Brandon said he would make time to see me and mentioned that Spencer was having a birthday party (that I'd actually already been invited to). To my delight I ended up spending most of the time at that party talking to Brandon. During our conversation Brandon mentioned that his cousin was getting married in August and would be having a reception in Boise. He suggested that he would enjoy visiting me on that occasion if I had time. I agreed that it would good to see him if he had the opportunity.
When I left Rexburg the following day I pondered the conversation that had taken place on Saturday night. The question in my mind was not of his good intentions, but rather if he would actually follow through. I wanted to hold on to the hope that he had given me in mentioning his cousin's wedding but previous experience had taught me not to count on it. And so I wondered as we drove away, was my first impression right... Was Brandon really different than anyone I had ever known?
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