We're getting married!

We met while working together at Disney. I was a back-of-house (kitchen) manager, and he was training to be a front-of-house manager. As many of you know, in a restaurant setting, front of house and back of house never really get along. They are like oil and water. We were introduced to each other briefly and each went about our day. On the 4th of July 2018, we were both working a very busy holiday shift. He had asked if I would like to go out with him and some friends that night, but I had just gotten a call that the small field by my house had caught fire due to a firework, and evacuations were being looked into. The only thing I could think of was how quickly I could get home to get to Emma. I stressfully snapped at him and shut his offer down without any explanation. I rushed home and all was fine. As the evening went on, I began to feel badly for how I acted. I decided to try to find him on social media. When I did, I messaged him to apologize. I followed it up with, "Next time you go out, count me in." Little did I know, he was already making those plans. We went to an Irish pub in Anaheim where we talked for hours sharing stories of our very different lives and families. I talked about Emma endlessly and he didn't back down or lose interest one bit. A sigh of relief. I knew then that things would work out. And the rest is history...