Willie and I met on plenty of fish back in April 2014. We both never imagined us on a dating site, but there we were, bantering back and forth. Our first time meeting was on a cool Saturday night at the carnival. I remember being so nervous to see him, then there he was, butterflies filled my stomach. Little did I know the man I was about to marry was standing in front of me, with a shy smile and a guitar in his hands. The night went on as he serenaded me, carnival lights surrounding us. The beginning of the most beautiful thing that could have happened. After our third date, I knew that I could marry Willie. After three months of dating, I knew I should marry him. After three months of living together, I knew I would marry him. This nuptial is just fancy way of celebrating all the love we have shared the past four years. Neither of us had ever been engaged, so we get to experience all these firsts together. Forever. His proposal was electric and sentimental. A million times, yes.