I was born April 5th 1983 in Sandy Oregon the younger of two children. I have seen quite a bit of the country as our family traveled a lot (by car) and moved numerous times and to 5 states before I was a teenager. God blessed me with being in the best family He ever made. My parents made the commitment that my mother would be a fulltime mom (we called her a Domestic Engineer). Although it wasn?t always easy on them they trusted God and He always provided. My brother and I learned that happiness doesn?t come from things but from following God. My older brother, Scott, and I were unusually close friends growing up. Scott always seemed to take pride in me as his younger brother and feel that it was his job to protect me. I can remember very few times when we didn?t get along with each other. Though every place we lived was vastly different, I always knew that my family was there for me and loved me and, even more importantly, I knew God was always there and loved me.
I have loved the Lord as far back as I can remember but that friendship became very personal at around the age of 7 when I cried out to him in a time of distress and He spoke loving, encouraging words to me. He has been my constant companion and most trusted confidant ever since.
I first met Heather in 1994, shortly after my family moved to Albuquerque New Mexico. My family had become good friends with her Grandma Margaret, Aunt Marilyn and Uncle Bob so when Heather came to visit her grandma wanted me to meet her only granddaughter. We were at a church party (a going away party for someone I didn?t know). Margaret called me over saying that she wanted me to meet someone. She introduced me to Heather, we shook hands and I suddenly got really shy and spent the rest of the evening avoiding her. I hid so well from Heather that night that she doesn?t even remember seeing me there. (We did find a picture of the event.)
