We're getting Married!

It all started on the very first day of college dorm life. We had just moved into our rooms—awkwardly meeting roommates and neighbors, trying to figure out this whole “life in the dorm” thing. That summer, Robyn had made a few friends while studying abroad in Ireland—one of whom happened to be dating my dorm neighbor… a guy I had met roughly three hours earlier while hauling boxes up the stairs. Naturally, plans were made to go to a house party that night. My neighbor said he’d bring a couple of friends, and just like that, on my very first night in Michigan, I found myself heading to a party with a group of complete strangers. I met Robyn on the walk there. She had confidently taken charge of directions—which, in hindsight, was an ambitious move. Within minutes, we were completely lost and somehow walking along the shoulder of the campus highway. Robyn was power-walking ahead of the group with one clear goal: get off the highway as quickly as possible. Right behind her, I had one goal of my own: figure out how to get her to talk to me. It took me less than 13 hours in Michigan to find Robyn… and from that moment on, I’ve been in charge of directions ever since.