Monday, October 28, 2019

To My Man


Dear Mr. Right,
I know you’re out there. I know that you’re real. I know that our paths will cross someday, when the time is right. I know that you will be the right man for me in every way. I know that you’ll be a righteous son of God, and that you’ll put the needs of others ahead of your own. I know that you’ll make me want to be a better person. I know that you will be the father of my children. I know that we’ll be sealed for time and for all eternity in one of the Lord’s holy temples (personally, I hope it’s the Portland temple). I know that I will be happy as your eternal companion.
But, I don’t know who you are. I don’t know your name. I don’t know how old you are. I don’t know where you are. I don’t know what you look like. I don’t know when our paths will cross. I don’t know how hard it may be to find you. I don’t know how many more heartaches I will have to endure before I find you. I don’t know the contents of your basket of trials. I don’t know what secrets you keep. I don’t know what makes you tick, what makes you happy, what makes you sad, or what the future holds for you. I don’t know what you’re studying. I don’t know if I’m going to put you through school. I don’t know if I’ll need to find a teaching job right off the bat. I don’t know where we’re going to live. I don’t know how soon we’ll start having children after getting married. I don’t know how many children we’ll have. I don’t know what trials we’ll face as a couple. I don’t yet know the successes, the meaningful moments, the stolen kisses, the laughter, the comforting, the dancing in the kitchen, or the quiet moments of warm embraces we’ll share with each other. But I do know that whatever we face, we’ll face it together.
Come find me. Find me in one of my classes, or at ballroom night, or in my ward, or at a game night, or randomly in the Crossroads cafeteria, or in Ogden, or wherever it may be. Come to know me for who I am, all character flaws included. Come break down the walls around my heart. Come take my hand, be there for me when I need you, and hold me together when I’m falling apart. Be patient with me. Please don’t give up on me. I promise that it will be worth it. I also promise with all my heart that I will do the same for you.
I will be your rock when you feel unsteady. I will be your comforter when you need to be heard. I will make sure that you never feel alone. I will celebrate your successes with you, and love you even when you stumble and fall – in fact, I’ll love you even more when you do. I will support you in all your endeavors. I will be proud to call you mine. I will be proud to wear your ring. I will be proud to bear your name. I will be proud to bear our children. With our Father’s help, I will strive to be the best wife and mother I can be. I will enjoy every moment we get to share together. I will live up to the covenants I’ll make with you and Father so that we can enjoy eternal life together.
So what are you waiting for? Come find me. I’m waiting for you. Know that you are in my thoughts, dreams, and prayers.
All my love, until the day we finally meet,
Jessica Romrell

Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Why I'm Not A Menace to Society


I just recently turned 25 years old. A quarter of a century. It should be considered a milestone, right? I’ve graduated high school with a solid GPA, I served a full-time mission in Peru, and now I’m mere months away from student teaching and getting my bachelor’s degree in Elementary Education. Looking back on everything I’ve accomplished up to this point in my life, I’d say it is a milestone.

There has been a recent emphasis in following the covenant path by our beloved prophet President Russell M. Nelson, which is completely wonderful and important. However, there are also various stereotypes and “expectations” of young adults in my age bracket, particularly of returned missionaries like me. One of the biggest expectations is getting married. I understand the importance of this crucial step in the covenant path. It feels like it’s been drilled into me since the day I was born. Without celestial marriage, we can’t achieve our full potential as children of God in the journey to become just like Him, and we can’t gain eternal life, which is what He wants for all of us. I’m definitely not understating the importance of this ordinance. I just think, particularly at BYU-Idaho aka “BYU-I do,” the unique culture up here has morphed our view of this essential ordinance.

Most of us are familiar with the phrase that labels unmarried young people that hit a certain age (I’ve heard ages 21, 25, and 27) as “menaces to society.” I’m sure that this unspoken yet silently acknowledged “benchmark” isn’t what the presidents of the Church had intended to happen when they said that. For many of us, myself included, the fact that we aren’t married yet doesn’t come from a lack of desire. We want it just as much as the next faithful Latter-day Saint. But it just isn’t our time yet, for whatever reason.

Being surrounded by people who always seem to be getting married and moving on with their lives hasn’t been easy. It’s like a little boy in a candy store, yet somehow it never seems to be his turn to choose his favorite sweet. At a table group in one of the classes I once took up here at BYU-I, by the end of the semester, I was the only one who wasn’t engaged, married, or pregnant. But it wasn’t my time then.

However, there have been opportunities where I totally could have gotten married. There have been a guy or two who were completely convinced that I was the one for them and frequently tried to convince me that it was so. Yet I never received that same revelation. It definitely wasn’t easy, but I was courageous enough to follow my heart, trust in what the Spirit was telling me, and say no, even though it would leave me to stand on my own and take on the “single” status again.

Along with the importance of marriage in the temple, my mom has taught me something else that is very important. She repeated to me exactly what her mother told her when she went to college: “You will get to be married for time and all eternity. You only get to be single once. Take this ‘Jessica time’ to discover yourself and to have fun, before you discover Mr. Right.” There truly is no other time in your life like college. There’s no better time to discover who you are, what is truly important to you, and what you really want. I think discovering those things is very important before getting married because you’ll be able to find what you want in a spouse, you’ll become the best version of yourself, and you’ll already have your priorities in place. These things will help you to find the best version of your spouse as well, because virtue attracts virtue.

This is the biggest decision of your entire eternal existence. Whom you choose to marry will impact the rest of your mortal and eternal life. This isn’t a decision to be taken lightly, nor should it be rushed into. I’m the kind of person who likes to make an informed decision, particularly with big decisions like this. However, not everyone is like me in that aspect.

I’ve seen many, many people get married in my time here at BYU-Idaho. Each story is different, and each couple is different. I am happy for all of those who choose to take this major step forward, and who are worthy to enter the house of the Lord to make those sacred covenants with each other and with our Heavenly Father. There are some couples, however, who I feel jump into marriage without fully understanding what it is they’re getting into. The way some people view marriage up here, often without even realizing it, reminds me of the status-focused high school student perspective on exclusive relationships: “Oh, I have a boyfriend,” or “Yeah, she’s my girlfriend.” Only up here, it’s “Oh, I’m married to my wonderful husband,” or “Yeah, she’s my wife.” There is definitely a bit of a confidence boost every time those words are said, it’s true. But some people seem so afraid to stand on their own two feet, whether it be from insecurity, deep emotional struggles, or whatever other reason. Don’t be afraid of that! I’ve learned some of the most important lessons in my life during those “independent” times.

I stand in between the extremes of depending completely on someone else like a crutch and the popular feminist mentality “you don’t need a guy [or girl] to be happy.” I say it’s important to be able to stand on your own, but there is a certain type of happiness we like to call joy that comes through eternal marriage. Another important thing to consider is that just like with serious relationships, behind the appearance or façade of happiness and perfection, marriage isn’t easy.

I’m definitely not calling myself a marriage expert, but I don’t need to be an expert to know that. Part of marriage is figuring out life with another person who was most likely raised differently, who has different perspectives and attitudes based on the experiences he or she has had, all while getting used to having someone else to think about, to make decisions with, to support, and to live with. And not to mention the other stressful details such as in-laws, traditions, figuring out where to live, how to split holidays to spend time with both families, and so much more. Some people think that life gets easier once you’re married, but it isn’t true. It’s a different kind of difficult than being single.
I’ve also seen some girls introduce themselves up here by saying, “My name is such-and-such, and I’ve been married to my wonderful husband such-and-such for such-and-such amount of time…” It’s as if their marriage has become their identity, which isn’t true! Marriage doesn’t change who you are in any way. You’re still the same person you were before you got married. For many girls, yes, you may answer to a new last name, but your first name, and with that the essence of who you are, hasn’t changed. That is often forgotten in the excitement of this major life change.

Now, I know there are some of you reading this who have gotten married younger, like the 18-19 year old range. I have known many in your situation. While that isn’t something I would personally do, I respect that if you have discovered that that is Heavenly Father’s plan for you, then who am I to question that? Not everyone needs to experience years of dating before finding their eternal companions. For the rest of us, remember that Heavenly Father does have a plan for each of us, and just because someone else’s plan isn’t exactly like yours doesn’t mean it’s bad. It’s just different! To each his or her own, and that includes timing when it comes to marriage.

I’m asking the BYU-I culture as well as the general Church culture not to label me as a “menace to society” simply because I haven’t found my Mr. Right yet. I’m doing the best that I can to follow my Heavenly Father’s plan for me, and that plan just so happens to include not getting married before my 25th birthday. I’m also taking my time with this major decision so that I can be the best possible version of myself, and so that I can find the best possible man for me. Remember, each of us are individuals, whether we’re married or single, and we each deserve to have joy, and temple marriage plays an essential role in that eternal happiness. Just don’t judge those of us who are walking that path a little slower than what is deemed to be socially “acceptable.”