I was terrified of Olivia. In the few interactions we had at my church, I could already tell that she was WAY out of my league. In my mind, she was a beautiful, God-fearing, and athletic girl, who already had a job in Boston, while I was just a skinny Indian kid about to graduate college. Somehow, she liked me, and after praying about it for months, I asked her out...over text. She still hasn't let that down to this day. Three dates later, and we were officially dating. I knew she was the one for me even back then. Which is why I stuck with her even after she made me run with her, paint pottery with her, and help her "practice" putting in IVs (I still have some scars). The Lord brought us together in His perfect timing. Whenever I look at her, I am reminded of God's undeserved love and grace in my life.

I committed to moving to Boston for two years after graduation. I really didn't plan on this whole marriage thing, much less finding the love of my life in that time. It started with a crush on the worship kid... I know I know, how typical. I made it pretty obvious too, when I tried to throw a glowstick at his head during a church gathering (I've never been a subtle person). But thanks to the Lord's will and some friends (shoutout to the Stubbs), Aaron finally got the encouragement he needed to ask me out... over text. Since March, there have been many Cheezits consumed, Facetime calls had, and miles traveled around Boston. I don't remember a specific moment when I knew I was going to marry Aaron, but I know for certain that this is the man whom my soul loves and I can't wait to glorify God with him for the rest of my life.