Treated like a Queen . . .

I remember it like it was yesterday . . . I was hanging out with my family on a Saturday. The phone rang and someone said, "Mary the phone is for you."
"Who is it?"
"It's a boy."
I was immediately filled with dread. I was almost sure it was a certain boy who had been calling lately asking me out, a boy that I wasn't too interested in. But no, instead it was Lamon Mack. Would I like to go to the BYU football game that day with him? Oh my Cow!!! When I hung up the phone I didn't even say a word, I just started dancing around the house screaming. Lamon (only I thought his name was 'Lamond') had asked ME out. It was too good to be true. A cool, extremely hot, good boy had asked me out? This did not happen. I had plenty of boys asking me out, they just happened to mostly be strange men in their late thirties . . . So I was extremely excited.
In the weeks that followed I was swept off my feet. Lamon was the real thing. He was respectful. He was as handsome as I'll get out. He was fun, talented, could sing, he was a family man, and he also was a gentleman. I had been on plenty of dates where the boys would attempt to be gentlemen by opening doors etc. but it was sort of awkward and unnatural. Lamon was the real deal. He helped pull out my chair at restaurants, helped me with my coat, opened doors . . . the works. I felt like I was in the movies. I was completely in La la land.
Deep into our courtship I remember being at home one night with my family and my brothers were talking about what they wanted in a woman. Attraction was extremely important to them and they wanted a girl who could keep up with them in different physical activities like . . . biking . . . snowboarding . . . etc.
After listening to this I became a little disheartened. Lamon was an athlete. If my brothers cared about having an athletic girl . . . what about Lamon. I was not athletic in the least . . . unless you considered a night with Jane Fonda or Billy Blanks as being athletic. I fretted the entire night and wrote Lamon a lengthy email in which I explained that perhaps he should rethink dating me because I was not athletic like he was. I wouldn't be able to keep up with him in any of those sporting activities that he did. And it might not matter to him now . . . but maybe he would regret it later. I wasn't really sure how he would respond to this, but the email he sent back to me exemplifies who Lamon really is.
He told me that it couldn't have mattered less to him whether or not I was athletic. That is not why he wanted to date me. He told me that he was impressed with who I was as a person and my testimony in the gospel. He told me that someday I would have children and that my body would change and it didn't matter to him what I looked like as long as I was healthy. He then told me, "I want to treat you like my Queen in everything."
I will never forget that. That meant so much to me to know that he loved me for the most important reasons, and strangely enough his not caring about my athleticism actually encouraged me to want to become more athletic. And I can honestly say that I have come a long way since the Scottish Jig with Jane Fonda! :)
He is one of a kind. And this is just one example to show the kind of man he is.
I love him so much. He HAS treated me like a Queen. I love our little family and I so look forward to being with Lamon for eternity. I hope I do my part to make that happen! I love you Lamon!
From Last Year: Glimpse of my Man