Wednesday, 29 June 2011

A Walk to Remember

6 years ago yesterday, I had my 2nd brain surgery in the Alberta Children's Hospital. Its crazy how time flies. I am grateful every day for my health and the amazing technology that this world has been blessed with. But this post is about what I am most grateful for in my life, Brett.
The reason I titled this "A Walk to Remember" is because sometimes I feel like that movie described my life at one point. When that movie came out in 2002, it was one of my favorite movies! I thought shane west was a stud, and I was going to marry someone who looked like him someday. Oddly enough, Brett and him look very similar,  in my opinion. Dark hair, same height, same build, same crooked smile, but Brett of course is hotter. I remember when I first saw Brett at institute, and I'll admit my first impression of him was not good. He came in 10 minutes late to class and he was laughing with one of his friends and made quite the disruptive entrance, and I thought, what a fruitcake. I ignored him all of class and at the end he came and sat in front of me and started talking to me. I thought he was a Jock, he sure looked like one. He started asking about me and where I was from yada yada yada. The longer I looked at him, the more I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He probably thought that was creepy. After institute there was ultimate frisbee at lions park and he asked me to come be on his team. I got the goosebumps and couldn't get a grip of my feelings for this boy that I didn't even know. We played the game and it was super fun. I took out 3 boys that night that were way taller than me and scored 3 points. I was putting on a show I'll admit. He asked me to go for a slurpee afterwards and we held hands that night. I didn't know anything about him and here I was holding his hand. What a fast mover. 2 days later we kissed, 2 weeks later he told me he loved me, and 8 days after that we were engaged, four months later we were married making a total of knowing each other, dating and engagement, 4 months and 19 days. You know you're mormon when............My family always makes this joke cause my sister Abby got engaged just after me. I quote "I have a daughter who dated for three years and another daughter who dated 3 weeks." Brett and I still don't know to this day how that all happened so fast, but one of the 3 dates we went on was on a walk by the creek. I was so turned on by the fact that Brett knew Spanish. He even uttered a word and it just made me fall in love with him even more. It was dark and we were talking about our future plans and he turned to me and asked me something in spanish. Usted serĂ­a feliz conmigo por siempre? Which means, would you be happy with me forever? The only thing I understood from that sentence was feliz, which i knew meant happy. I turned to him and said yes, not knowing what I said yes to. lol He kissed me and gave me a hug and that whole evening I tried to suck out of him what he just said and finally at the end of the night he told me. I remember not even regretting my answer and after only two weeks, I couldn't believe I felt this way about someone. That night we started to talk more deeply about things and our struggles in life. I started talking to him about my past health problems and how that has affected my whole life. I will never forget writing a letter to each one of my family members about how if I never come out of that surgery, always know that I love you. It was definitely tough being 15, almost 16 and almost saying goodbye to life. It was difficult going to school with people never understanding what I was going though and thinking it was just made up.  I had a lot of support from my ward and family and they truly were the ones that got me through it. I remember crying on a daily basis before my surgery in my room, not knowing what it was going to be like. I don't know how people go through things like what I did, without the gospel. Doctors told me I would be in the hospital at least a month. I proved them wrong, 6 days later I was out. Six months later the 2nd go round of surgery, I was out in 5 days. People always tell me I must be here for a reason if I had to go through that twice, and I know that one of the reasons I was meant to stay here was to be with Brett. He completes me. His kindness and patience have taught me things that I wish I had learned a long time ago. I have grown as an individual and am still growing every day from his influence. Brett is one in a million. I got the same answer from everyone I talked to when I told them I was marrying Brett Quinton, quote, "Oh he's a really nice guy." He's not only nice, he's a genius, he's a handyman at everything you could possible imagine, he cooks, he cleans, he's athletic, he loves his family, hes always willing to help others, he never complains, a good listener and most of all, he's the best husband anyone could ever ask for. I love Brett so much. Every day, we fall more and more in love. We can hardly stand leaving each other for work every day, cause we miss each other way too much. Brett is everything to me and I am so grateful that I am still here and I have the opportunity to be married and sealed in the temple to the most amazing man in the world. I love you Brett.


  1. awww....what a sweet post:) xoxo

  2. Whitney, this is really touching. Thanks for being the person you are. =)

  3. ok ok . let me weigh in here. first of all . . . you guys only dated for 3 weeks?????!!!!! what the!? i thought you dated all summer. how has this never been explained to me? second of all, this is a sweet post, and brett quinton is a lot of things, but patient is not (and likely never will be) one of them. haha. but for reals. lastly, brett is lucky to have you.