Time to Celebrate!

When we first saw each other, it was back in high school. We didn’t talk—not a word—but we both secretly thought the other was cute. Cierra had a crush on Lake, but she kept it locked up tighter than a high school locker. Fast forward a few years, and we ran into each other at a college party. This time, sparks flew. Lake stayed with Cierra for a few nights, then disappeared like a mysterious character in a rom-com... and we didn’t talk for a whole year. Then fate—or more accurately, Facebook—stepped in. Lake posted a picture of a truck that just happened to be Cierra’s dream truck. Naturally, Cierra slid into the DMs, and from that message came a first date… then a second… then a dozen more. Before long, Lake moved in, and we started our life together. We got dogs, moved a few times, and tackled the rollercoaster of life as a team. Eight years flew by—and then came the epic wait. Yes, it only took Lake a casual ten years to propose. You know, no rush. Just a solid decade of “should we?” and “maybe soon.” But when we finally moved to Kentucky, Lake finally gathered the nerve and popped the question. And honestly? We wouldn’t change a thing. Ten years, countless memories, and one big yes later—we’re exactly where we’re meant to be