Celebrate with us!

If you know me well, you probably know our story well because I just love to tell it. Luke and I have known each other since we were young thanks to mutual family friends and city league sports. As prom rolled around junior year of high school, I saw my chance to go on a date with Luke, so a mutual friend and I worked up a plan to get him to ask me to prom, even though he didn’t go to our school. The plan worked, but unfortunately it was a first and last date for us as we went our separate ways through high school and college. Seven years later on December 22, we ran into each other at an engagement party. Luke and I spoke for the first time since prom and realized we were living three hours away at the time, with him stationed in Ft. Benning, GA, and myself living in Birmingham, AL. Luke stayed till the end of the party, missing a Christmas party he had originally planned on going to later on. I felt pretty confident that I may have caught his attention, but again, didn’t hear from him after. One month later I decided I had waited long enough and invited him to come visit Birmingham for a weekend. The pressure was on - we were about to spend a lot of one on one time together. The first night we sat on the couch and talked for hours and by the end of the weekend I was invited to his grandpa’s birthday party in Ft. Lauderdale the following week. It seemed fast to fly down together for a family gathering, but I felt confident about things. After three back to back weekends spent together, we were officially dating. Fast forward a month, Luke told me he loved me and asked when he could propose. I thought he was crazy and told him I needed at least a year. Things changed and by month two I told him I loved him. Shortly after I was positive I wanted to marry him. On December 22, 2019 (exactly 10 months of dating and one year since we reconnected) Luke took me back to where we went to prom together and got down on one knee. Now we get to celebrate with all of you!