It was at a bonfire my best friend was throwing, didn’t expect anything to come out of it. Was friends for what seemed like forever and then he asked if I’d FINALLY fly to his home 6 months later, and that’s when it all happened...

Long distance isn’t for the faint of hearts and we knew that, and it was hard... real hard. Ended up breaking up months later because of it, only to realize how much we wanted to be together. He didn’t know what he really wanted thou but I did, so I left the ball in his court. A friend had told him some story that I was going to some ball with another guy in TX, when in all actuality it was a family reunion- he drove all the way from Louisiana (where he was working at the time) to TX to, in his words, bring me home. We had decided to take that next step (a HUGE one for me) and move me to TN, all the way from MT and that’s where I’ve lived since 7.15.15

Guess what I was doing? Brushing my teeth, changing my shirt. Seemed like so many things were going on at once! Oh and plus, he had the perfect, most stunning ring on the dresser just waiting to be put on my finger BUT I had to act cool, like I hadn’t seen anything. He walks in and asks, I of course said yes, after having to repeat myself more than once due to brushing my teeth. I love this story so much that I don’t care how unromantic it is thou, it’s our keepsake, our memory. I’ve found the one my soul wants to be with, so thank you for coming to witness our day with us! We’re so blessed! ❤️