I had decided to go to the beach one day, I had been having a conversation/prayer with God while walking on the beach, and sat down on a large rock and looked out on the ocean feeling discontentment with my life. I asked God (with probably not the best attitude) "Ok, could You either help me feel content with being single or send me someone to love?" Feeling the cool ocean breeze caress my face, I felt all of sudden calm and things would click into place soon. A stark departure from my Its-never-going-to-happen attitude. About a week later I got this urge to try online dating one more time, I had given it a try several times in the past and only come away with heartbreak. So I made a profile, approved by my best friends, and activated it, making sure at the very bottom to add, that there were bonus points available to those willing to slay spiders, my biggest fear. I got a deluge of garbage, a lot of "sup" and "hey baby" one liners. *insert barf emoji here* Then I got a message from someone named Brandon. "I would gladly kill all the spiders for you." That fully punctuated and grammatically correct sentence got me. I looked at his profile and saw how much we had in common, hunting, fishing, love of the outdoors, etc. I messaged him back and found out he lived on a street with my last name, we both drove grey Ford Rangers, and loved card games. I decided to be brave and gave him my number, he called me and we talked for over 4 hours! On June 25th, 2018 we went on our first date, he took me to the beach my favorite place, best first date I've ever had. The rest is history and I cannot wait to marry my spider slayer, hunting partner, and best friend!!
"So Jay wants to take us fishing, That sound like something you want to do?" Brandon asked me. "Sure!" I said, I love to fish. Brandon said the date, I remember thinking since it was December it was going to be cold, but then pushed it out of my mind. A few days before Brandon insisted I needed waterproof clothes so we got them. We woke up super early, December 22nd, 2019, and headed out. Drove out to a place along the Umpqua River. Dressed in our matching waterproof clothes, it was way too early, it was rainy and cold, I was cranky and needed coffee. Brandon was excited so I was going to do my best to have a good attitude. We fished for hours, no bites, debris in the river, it was muddy and brown, I was freezing my butt off. Hoping I didn't appear as cranky on the outside as I was on the inside. Wondering to myself, who in their right mind would want to be fishing in these conditions, for this long without so much as a bite. I finally ask if we could pull the boat over to a bank so I could have a bathroom break Figuring I better since there didn't seem to be any chance we were going to be done soon. Brandon got out of the boat, after I got back into the boat, Jay asked me to grab something in the bottom of the boat. I sit up, and Brandon says my name, I look over and he is on one knee in the muck, completely soaked, with a white plastic ring in his hand. He says with tears in his eyes, "Hannah, will you marry me?" Completely off guard, I ask him if he's serious, he said yes. I looked at this man who calls me beautiful like its my name, in whose arms I feel like I'm home, and pushes me to be my best, and I agreed to be his wife. We caught zero fish, but I think I snagged something better that day!