Ross and I met on November 6th. I was complaining to a friend at work about a problem I was having with a guy, and it was obvious he was eavesdropping on the conversation. I finally flipped my chair around and asked if he just wanted to put in his input. He did. After that, we quickly became best friends. I learned that we had both grown up in small towns, with a small close family, and that even though we weren't perfect we both loved God. After a couple months, I realized that my feelings had changed and that I wanted more. So, I wrote him a letter. I gave it to him and asked him to read it when he got home, to pray about it, and then respond. Of course, he read the letter as soon as he got to his car and then went to a group breakfast with the PICU crew. We ate breakfast, said goodbye, and then he was off to Denver. A couple minutes after I got home, I got a "letter" in return saying exactly what I had prayed for. It was easy, going from best friends to being in a relationship was as smooth as butter. COVID then hit full forced and during quarantine we spent nearly every second together learning each other, mending past hurts, and talking about the future. We spent nights having water fights and cook-offs and a lot of time walking my sweet pup. We both started feeling that this was God's plan for us but we wanted to do it right way. Marriage was not something to take lightly, but a life long commitment in serving each other. On August 28, Ross proposed. It was a complete surprise, and it was beautiful. Later that evening, he told me we were having a special dinner at his favorite spot. Come to find out, he had planned a fun evening surprise with both of our families. It was a perfect night. A house filled with love from all of our favorite people.. what a way to start 'forever'!