Dom and I met when we were freshman in high school. He went to Gonzaga Prep and I went to Shadle. One of my bridesmaids and I would always gush about how cute we thought he was. Over the years, Dom and I were always running into each other. One night while out with friends, I told Dom how I had always had a little crush on him. He asked me to go on a date the next day and after the third date I knew he was the man I was going to marry.

We had been talking about how both of us knew we wanted to get married, so I totally saw it coming (Sorry, Dom!). That morning he went over to ask my dad for permission. He then came home and asked me to go for a ride. We drove up to the South Hill and looked over the city. Dom handed me a letter explaining all the reasons why he loves me, when I finished reading, he got down on one knee, presented my grandmothers ring to me and asked me to marry him. It was by far the happiest moment of my life!