In pure West Texas style, Peter noticed me at a two-stepping dance hall by the name of "Wild West" in Lubbock, Texas our freshman year. He inquired to my friend Janae asking who I was, and not but a few weeks later I inquired the same from her at a Texas Tech AGR game day tailgate. She knew just what to do, and at first introduction I think it was safe to say the stars were starting to align. Insert: "Bless the Broken Road" -Rascal Flatts. No love story is without imperfection, but we truly thank God for showing us both just how powerful He and His plan truly was.