Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see. -C. S. Lewis
Question #92077 posted on 03/06/2019 6:16 a.m.
Q:

Dear guppy of doom,

Once again, you know the drill. Care to say anymore on your special someone?

-H.M.S. Amethyst

A:

Dear H.M.S. Amethyst,

Once upon a time there was a boy named minnow. He lived in Abu Dhabi with his parents and older sister. At 13 he was a devout atheist. At 16 he was a burgeoning Christian. At 17 he started researching the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, but his parents refused to let him have anything to do with the church his older sister had joined. At 18 he moved to the U.S. for college, showed up to a ward, and told them he wanted to be baptized. It was a year later in his YSA ward that he met guppy.

guppy was a "bubble and excited" greenie, according to minnow. minnow was an overeager new convert. Both thought the other was much younger than themselves (turns out guppy was older by a few months), and thus viewed the other as their excitable younger sibling. When guppy came home from her mission she eagerly friended all her mission friends on Facebook - but paused when she came to minnow. minnow had told her that his parents didn't know he converted, and so he didn't accept friend requests from individuals with profile pictures of them as a missionary. Of course that was the case with guppy, and so she decided not to friend minnow.

A year passed. guppy was invited out to dinner with some old mission companions. While eating, one asked guppy if she had kept in touch with minnow. "I haven't!" she exclaimed, and all the missionaries decided to call minnow for old time's sake. minnow asked why guppy and another previous missionary hadn't kept in touch with him, so they all exchanged numbers and promised to talk.

And talk they did. guppy texted minnow the next day to catch up. In two weeks they were Skyping. In a month they were taking turns reading Howl's Moving Castle together over Skype. It was in that moment that guppy decided to act. Right before they started reading (a calculated move, so guppy could quickly switch to the book if the conversation went wrong) guppy picked up her courage, turned to the screen, and said,

"minnow, I think I have a crush on you."

"I think I have a crush on you, too."

But alas, while they still fell deeply in love, they lived halfway across the continent from each other. And so they dated long-distance for month after month, taking turns visiting the other. And after a year and nine months, they were finally able to end the long distance. And minnow put a ring on guppy's finger for good measure. And they lived happily ever after.

 

But in all seriousness, minnow is absolutely incredible. He's funny, friendly, loving, outgoing, witty, and is constantly pushing me to be a better person. Most importantly, he's my best friend in the entire world. I think our relationship is best summed up in this poem by Carol Lynn Pearson which minnow engraved on a bookmark for me:

If “A” looks up to “B”
Then by nature of the physical universe
“B” must look down on “A”
Rather like two birds
Positioned
One on a tree
And one on the ground.

Or so thought Marjorie
Who had always wanted to marry
A man she could look up to
But wondered where that
Would place her
If she did.

Imagine her astonishment
When she met Michael and found
That together they stood
Physics on its head.

You could never
Draw this on paper
For it defies design

But year after year
They lived a strange
Arrangement
That by all known laws
Could not occur:

She looked up to him
And he looked up to her.

-guppy of doom