Sheer coincidence. Both in denial. Damn fools. That’s how it started, or at least, how it looked at the time. In fact, we were both fairly certain we weren’t getting married at all. Life had already taught us to keep expectations low, hearts guarded, and plans practical. What we didn’t know then was that sometimes the things you swear off are just waiting for the right moment to prove you wrong. Somewhere between ordinary days and quiet conversations, coincidence began to feel a lot like a tie; the kind you don’t see but can’t shake. We found in each other what we didn’t think we deserved at the time: safety, steadiness, and the rare comfort of feeling completely at home with another person. We didn’t rush. We followed our own wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey plan. And when the moment finally came, there was no grand proposal. No speech. Just a quiet moment together in nature with a simple truth spoken out loud: We were already forever, it was just time to celebrate it. What we share isn’t loud or flashy, it’s a life rooted in trust, warmth, and intention. It’s knowing we’re safe. It’s home. And we can’t wait to celebrate tying the knot with family, both given and made.

~ The Eleventh Doctor