We met at Africa Night at St. Thomas. We were inseparable after that. By inseparable we mean we literally saw each other every single day after we met until Emma moved to London. We spent most our days at the local Menchies for frozen yogurt. Our nights were spent on the soccer field listening and dancing to Niaja artists P Square and Davido. Knowing food is the way to an African man's heart, Emma decided to cook for Oge. This was back in the day when Emma cooking meant heating up frozen chicken nuggets. The first meal Emma cooked for Oge was Kraft mac & cheese - its' a classic and he’d never had it before! He hated it. Emma may never live down the mac & cheese fiasco.

Before leaving for London, Emma made Oge upgrade his classic flip phone to an iPhone to make it easy to message and FaceTime. (A decision she partially regrets to this day as she fights Oge’s phone for attention.) After countless hours of FaceTime calls, Emma moved back to Minnesota for our senior year of university. We graduated together (literally sat right behind each other for the graduation ceremony) in 2015. After graduation, Oge tried to impress Emma with a swanky downtown apartment. It worked. Downtown living with rooftop pool parties was fun. Parking was not as fun, and after a year we picked out a house in St. Louis Park. Yay for a two-car garage! Emma loved the house for the open concept living space and potential for a big kitchen, now that her cooking skills have improved from mac & cheese. Oge was excited about the potential of the upstairs space, hence our wedding registry focusing on the potential for a master bathroom upstairs :)

Fast forward a couple of years to Oge down on one knee at the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum. Emma had absolutely no idea this was coming. Oge is down on one knee, Emma is trying to focus and take in the moment while apparently mean mugging Oge who now thought she was going to say no. She said yes. Oge was so thrilled he wanted to take dancing pictures. Yes, we do have evidence of this. Emma was in shock and wanted to sit down to stare at the beautiful new diamond on her finger. Life has thrown some curveballs but through it all we've remained joyful and full of laughter together. Emma recently went home with Oge and his family to Nigeria and fell in love with the hustle and bustle of Lagos and the peaceful ease of village life. And plantain chips, can’t forget the plantain chips. Oyibo is a Nigerian term to describe a white person. Emma has earned the label Oyi-igbo as a welcomed member of Oge’s Igbo tribe. Oge now appreciates mashed potatoes and learned his "please and thank you’s" in order to be officially included into the Fetting clan, as well. Here's to happily ever after together.