We're going to the chapel!

Tyler and I met in the summer of 2022 on a Christian dating app called Upward (shoutout to divine algorithms). After a few good conversations and some nervous excitement, we agreed to meet halfway in Columbia, Missouri (since he lived in Kansas and I was in Missouri). Sparks flew… and then I moved to Texas a week later. Classic. That kicked off our long-distance saga: over two years of FaceTime calls, road trips, handwritten letters, airport hugs, and way too many countdowns. In March 2024, I finally moved back home to Missouri. Tyler followed in September—13 days after he moved here, I left again… for a three-month missions trip to Hawaii. I like to keep things interesting. But through it all, our relationship was anchored in prayer, patience, and full trust in God’s timing. In March 2025, Tyler proposed in the most peaceful and meaningful way—just the two of us at the botanical gardens. Afterward, we celebrated with our family and closest friends over lunch in downtown St. Louis, the city we’ll soon call home. Now, we’re finally living in the same state and getting ready to say “I do.” By the time we’re married, we’ll have been together for three years and one month, with most of that time spent loving each other across the miles. We wouldn’t change a thing—and we’re so honored to celebrate the start of our forever with the people who’ve supported and loved us every step of the way.