Andy and I met when I was 15 and he was 18. We were awkward, and quite honestly, not cute. Still, we found something in each other that was more than just looks. We originally met in high school, accidentally bumping into each other in the hallway, and years later connected once more. I had never been on a date, let alone even experienced a guy having a crush on me. Andy was the first and only one. Andy apparently did not make it clear that our evening together was supposed to be for a romantic first date, because I showed up in a baggy sweatshirt, jeans, and an oversized scarf. I remember him paying for my ticket and was baffled. Why would this “friend” waste his money on my ticket!? I was oblivious, and Andy was also not the best at giving hints that he liked me more than a friend. We walked into our movie about 10 minutes late and sat down. Andy turned to me and said, "Would it be okay if I held your hand?" I literally could not even comprehend his question because I was so flustered. I'm pretty sure I never answered him so he just grabbed my hand anyways. The rest of the date was pretty uneventful (I spilled my drink on my lap, Andy got pulled over by the police, you know, your typical first date). Although we may have been beyond awkward and silly, there was something that clicked with us. Here we are, 8 years later, having completed high school and college and earning our bachelors degrees, then getting engaged in the mountains of Colorado, and finally pursing and enduring graduate school together. The most exciting thing is that we get to share the rest of our lives and experiences together, soon-to-be married. Life has been very good to us. We can't wait to celebrate our wedding with all of you incredible people. Eight years of love just isn't enough for us, and we are ready to celebrate many more years together! We hope to see you on our special day!