Growing up, I was the youngest of nine children and “the tomboy.”
I was more at home climbing a tree than sitting pretty in a dress. My family is pretty tight knit—we drew closer to each other when we lost our Dad to cancer. I was only 10 years old. At 18, I learned to speak Spanish during my service as a missionary in California. When my 18-month mission was over, I headed to college in Idaho to study general studies. My husband, Caleb, and I met at Brigham Young University-Idaho in our English class. He claims that I was “the cutest girl in the class.” We got married eight months after our first date.
I’ve moved around quite a bit in my life.
I grew up on the green east coast, moved to California for my mission, lived in Idaho for almost two years for school, and a year ago moved to Wyoming.
My husband is studying computer engineering at the state college in Laramie, Wyoming, which we now call home. Our town provides us with great state parks where we love to camp and hike.
I’m a lucky wife—I have a husband who likes to cook with me. I never thought I would participate in a pageant, I enjoy wearing comfortable clothes and flats, but a friend convinced me to get out of my comfort zone and do a pageant. My experience was much more enjoyable than I thought it would be. I enjoyed getting to know the other ladies at the pageant, even though I tend to be somewhat shy. Winning Mrs. Wyoming both surprised me and made me more confident in who I am as a person.
My focus is to take this opportunity to bring awareness to Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome and other fertility issues.