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In an effort to make room for some new furniture, I've been cleaning out drawers and looking through old albums.  I came across the pictures in this post yesterday.  There are lots of stories like this that I want to remember and record, but would never get around to if it wasn't for the blog. 

In April of 1998, Derek took me to Salt Lake City to meet his family and attend our Church's General Conference.  Being the Texas girl that I am, I had not seen a lot of snow in my lifetime.  Good, deep snow!  That Sunday afternoon we took a drive to the mountains, and it was snowing.  Derek asked me to marry him up on that mountain, in that snow, and we all know how I answered.  He wrote my name in the snow and took a picture.  He has always called me "Mer".  I think there are probably people out there who think that's my real name, because they only know me through him. 

During our honeymoon in Cabo San Lucas, he recreated it in the sand.  For 10 years he's had these two pictures side-by-side in his office at work.

And when we celebrated our 10-year anniversary in Hawaii this summer, he, of course, had to do it again.  I wasn't looking nearly as cute – we were on THE hike – with rain, mud, and hours of climbing thru the jungle (notice the pigtails!)!  Plus, 10 years and 3 kids has a way of adding a few pounds, wrinkles, and gray hairs to a body.  But it's a tradition that we will look back on and be glad we kept!