Continuing on...

So continuing from where I left off on my last post. After Michael had mentioned dating his brother, I didn't ever really think it would happen, because his brother still had a about a year left on his mission. I continued to go dancing every Saturday with my friends and doing my thing. I still talked to Michael and danced with him occasionally, we never mentioned anything more about his brother. Me and my friends occasionally went to the Omni in Provo on Thursday nights for country dancing and up to Trolley Square on Wednesday's for dancing too. We did that on the weeks we were real bored. So you can see as much dancing as I was doing, I was really enjoying it, mostly 2-step and the cowboy cha cha.
Well, one night dancing in the summer of 2003, Michael came dancing and told me that his brother would be home in a couple weeks and he was going to bring him dancing so I could meet him. I was like what the heck, I thought your brother still had like a year left. Well, he did, but he hurt his knee and was coming home for surgery and physical therapy. Just a side note, Jonathan was first called to Panama on his mission, he wasn't there very long when his knee gave out one day while walking down some stone stairs. They sent him home because they thought he needed surgery then, but just needed physical therapy, so after physical therapy they sent him back to the Texas Houston East Mission, and once again he hurt his knee again. From my understanding from Jonathan the church won't send you back out if you come home twice just because it gets to be too expensive, so he was home for good this time.
I wish I could remember the details of Jonathan going to the doctor etc. and what the end problem was with his knee, but I don't. That is the bad thing about trying to write this from my perspective only. It would be a lot easier with him here to help me out on the parts I don't remember as well. Anyway, I don't think he ended up having to do surgery maybe just physical therapy, but I am not quite sure. So, one night that summer of 2003, I want to say either in July or early August, Jonathan showed up with his brother Michael at dancing. We were introduced, I could tell right away that Jonathan was pretty shy, but immediately I knew I wouldn't mind going out with him! I thought he was good looking and what isn't to love about a cowboy! We went dancing every week for several weeks before Jonathan ever asked me out. I think we danced occasionally from the time we met until our first date. We didn't talk much other than hey and our small conversations while dancing (remember he is pretty shy). I think we had talked about that it would be fun to go riding since I hadn't rode horses much. Finally, (I think with a little coaxing from his brother Michael) Jonathan asked me out on our first date sometime in August of 2003. He asked me to go horse riding up in Peoa (his hometown). Yes, I met his family on the first date! Yikes! But our relationship did need to happen fast considering his life was cut short on earth. The date was a bit of a disaster, not a total disaster, but had some disaster parts. Let's just say, I wasn't really planning on going out with him again after the first date. First date to be continued...