We met at a church cookout, talked for about five minutes and didn’t think much of it until the next day. I couldn’t stop thinking about this girl I had just met and knew I had to do something. So, I figured out where she worked, asked her out and boom here we are.

I took Laura back to where we had our first date, at Glassy Mountain. As we were admiring the foothills of the Appalachian’s, waiting for the perfect moment to ask for her hand, we noticed we weren’t alone. And it wasn’t my two friends secretly taking pictures of us. A bear had crashed our proposal. After an interesting 10 minutes, Laura obviously knew what was about to happen but great news! She said yes!