The party starts now!

We met the very modern way: at a party in Plymouth. From the moment we started talking, it felt easy, familiar… and then fate decided to show off. Somewhere between laughs, we realized Brett was from a small town called Belleville, Illinois — which just happened to be where my brother was born, and where my parents lived just down the road for a few years. Out of all the places, all the people, and all the parties, we somehow found each other. If that wasn’t wild enough, our first date sealed it. My parents could not believe this Belleville boy was real — and promptly crashed our date to meet him. Thankfully, Brett passed the test, and the rest is history. From a party in Plymouth to a lifetime together, it has felt like fate ever since.