We met the day after Foster's move across the country from California to Atlanta. Abby's neighbors, the Miller family, who also happen to be Foster's aunt, uncle, and cousins, had been planting the idea of an introduction in both of our minds for months before we met, saying that we would "be perfect for each other". On Foster's second day in Atlanta, while playing pickleball in the driveway of the Millers' home, we met. We began spending more time with one another during many summer days spent at the Millers', until August, when Foster asked Abby to go on a date. Our first date was spent on the Beltline, people watching, eating, and drinking. Before we were even an hour into dinner, we had planned a second date for the following Sunday, and dinner for the weekend after that. Safe to say, we fell head over heels for each other in a matter of days, and were nearly inseparable following that first week. Our love has only grown every day since we met, and we can't wait to share and celebrate our love with our nearest and dearest throughout this upcoming year of celebrations!