We had a lot of the same friends. We had been hanging around each other for some time, but had never actually met. Then one morning I woke up and he had slid into my DM’s (yes I’m marrying a guy who slid into my DM’s) in the smoothest way. We then started to hang out, and get to know each other. We dated a little, but was never serious, and then broke up and our paths parted. Little did I know 2 years later he would come back into my life, and we would start dating on 12.26.16.

It was any ordinary Friday morning, I worked days and he worked nights, so we were not on the same schedule. It’s 7 o’clock in the morning, and he had woke up with me (which never happened) and he was in a room with my mom and they were giggling. It was weird. I knew the proposal was coming but I was not as prepared as I thought. Next thing I know, we’re standing in the kitchen, in our pajamas might I add. He gets down on his knee, and starts to propose. Bless him, he couldn’t even get it out before I said yes. There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this man. We are so excited to start the next chapter of our life with everyone.