How We Met
Scott and I actually met when were just kids at our church, but we didn’t start getting to know each other until quite a long time later. We both were in the same internship program for a couple years in a row, and we became friends through group get-togethers, and playing those silly team-building games that internships make you play.
It wasn’t until December 2013 that Scott asked me out on a date. I was very hesitant at first, as I had only been in one other relationship, and I was not the type of person to date just for fun, but I convinced myself that a coffee date was no big deal, and we could have fun getting to know each other a little better anyway. From my perspective, the date was a disaster. We could’t keep conversation, both of us were super awkward, and he tried to bring up a youtube video that would make us laugh, but it was a total bust. But for some reason, I said yes to a second date.
A few weeks later, we went to a Christmas party and I asked him to dance. He replied, “Oh no, I don’t dance to top 40’s. It’s not my thing.” I took that as a refusal, so I went off in a huff to go dance with some of our mutual friends on the dance floor. Near the end of the night, he put out his hand for what I thought was a high-five, but instead he grabbed me out of a conga line, and started swing dancing around the room with me. It’s always been my dream to be with a man who could dance well, and after that moment I was breathless.
The rest is just history
how they asked
Scott and I had planned to go to breakfast at 6:45 on a Tuesday morning, which is what we have to do to spend time together as a youth pastor and a performing artist. I opened the door, and Scott was standing there, looking dapper as ever, and asked me a simple question, with three little words. “Are You Ready?” He turned aside, and I saw the limo that was waiting outside of the house. My heart started racing. We had been talking about engagement for quite some time, so as soon as I saw the limo I knew that it was the day. THE day. So I turned back and whispered with as much courage as I had and said, “I Think So”
And you can probably guess what I said. I was giddy beyond all get out. I was shaking and laughing uncontrollably. I will never forget that moment for the rest of my life. I latched on to him and felt like I could never let go. I am the future Mrs. Johnston. At that point he gave me a few other sentimental gifts that were so special and perfect, I will hold onto them for the rest of my life. And on top of it all, he told me we were going to Disneyland to celebrate. After the initial crazy excitement was over, we faced time the family, and said hi to Scott’s sisters, Christy and Leslie, who had also flown down to Newport early that morning to help set everything up for the big moment.
Then we were off to Disneyland. We got there, and immediately told the nice ladies at the ticket booths our exciting story, and they gave us buttons and a free fast pass to any ride we wanted. Of course, we chose Indiana Jones, cuz you always have to pick Indiana Jones. We had a perfect, restful, wonderful 4 hours at Disneyland before catching a plane back home to meet with our family and friends.
When we got home, we had dinner with our immediate families, and went straight to a party with the most amazing people we could ever imagine. All of our closest friends were there; everyone who had supported us through and through. We sat down and soaked in all the affirmation and encouragement they had for us. It was an amazing way to finish out the day.