We're getting MARRIED!

Fuzz Here. Thought I'd try and elocute some background on this brilliant hashtag, and how God has grown Hannah and I together as partners. I'll try and keep it short and interesting, so bear with me for a minute. First thing's first. If you haven't met me I'm sure you're wondering why people call me Fuzz. So as to not waste any of your concentration I'll clear that up. My given name was Joseph, but when one of my sisters was young she mispronounced it as "Jophus." This quickly digressed to "Jofuzz" and then simply "Fuzz." Now we can move on to the important stuff, namely how Hannah and I got to the point of betrothal. Hannah moved into a house whose inhabitants and neighbors I had been friends with for years, but as I was graduated from college and working a lot, I wasn't around for the process of them all becoming close. But it turns out there was one thing strong enough to bring me back around the big college group hangouts of way too many people crammed into one room. ABC's 'The Bachelor.' Sorry Dad, if you're reading this, I wasn't initially there for the girl. The show's addictive. But pretty quickly I took notice of a girl there. And then I went to a Super Bowl Party and managed to score a seat next to her, and we talked the whole night. No matter what, I made sure that seat was reserved for me the whole night, because I had to get to know her. Not only was she beautiful, she was genuinely brilliant and witty. From there on we soon started going on dates, and it got better and deeper. If you know Hannah, you know that she is one of the few people in the world as intense as me, so we dove in head first. It's been a time of travelling together, praying, and learning each other. Long distance life when she was working in Tahoe, California and life in quarantine. I feel beyond blessed, and choosing a life with Hannah, and all the joy and struggle that will come with it, was a no brainer. I had bought the ring well before our first year of dating ended.