It all started at Willow Elementary. The place where I fell in love with teaching but also where I fell in love with the cute Behavioral Therapist down the hallway. Working in education, there's hardly any hope in finding a nice, single, good looking man that loves God. But, miracles do happen! It started out by observing how good he was with kids, but we hardly ever spoke any words to each other for a year. Until the next school year something shifted and I felt so drawn to him. We eventually started smiling at each other, waving at each other across the hallway until one day, he knocked on my classroom door, and nervously asking me out on a coffee date. Our first date was on 11/11/24 and it felt like a dream! I went in trying to not have high hopes but with the prayer that we'd be comfortable, be ourselves, and I'd see Jesus in him. And boy did those prayers get answered! I couldn’t believe how naturally everything flowed or how much peace I felt throughout the evening. I could sense his authenticity, how sweet and thoughtful he was, and he was so fun to talk to. When I got home, I could hardly contain myself. I shared every detail with my housemates and before I knew it, I share the thought swirling in my head to one of my housemates Rachael (and current bridesmaid) that “I think this guy is my husband.” I used to be so cynical hearing similar stories of girls who think they met their husband from one date. But the peace, the joy, and the amount of faith that filled my heart was undeniable. I cannot wait to be Mrs. Flores!

The first day I laid eyes on Megan I was perplexed! I didn't understand how a woman can look like that and be so sweet and kind. She was wearing white and exuding confidence and elegance. It was a dream! The high ceilings in the room were emblematic of a divine presence gracing us mere mortals with a peek. Her smile was infectious and her voice sweet and womanly full of authority! I was in awe but preoccupied with living a sinful and aimless life. I never thought she would give me a second look. Time dragged painfully until I was met with a choice: follow God or continue to drone in an aimless manner. I chose to follow God and everything began to fall in line. She began to smile back although there is debate between who did it first. I asked her out clumsily and she agreed gracefully. We went out for coffee and it went so well that we had pizza after. It was a success! We had so much fun! I was overflowing with joy and saw God's hand in my life through it all. We were linked inextricably! I was confusingly joyful. I didn't know how to behave! It was foreign yet familiar. It was what love was meant to be. It was pure, beautiful and boundless. It was a microcosm of God's love.