We met through mutual friends on the dance floor of the Funky Desi where we had our first kiss. After our second night out with friends at a Mallard's hockey game we exchanged phone numbers and started going on dates. By the summer of 2018 we were inseparable and he was eating all of Jackson's snacks.

Brett woke up early and picked up breakfast from the Windmill as well as mimosas. He disguised the nice gesture as an early Mother's Day breakfast since we would not have Jackson the actual morning of Mother's Day. He asked Jackson to grab the desert and Jackson came back and handed me a ring box. Brett got up from across the table, got down on one knee and asked me (my face covered in pimple patches and teeth and hair not brushed) to marry him. You'll be shocked to know that I cried and said yes without hesitation.