Who would've thought that the boy with a twinkling, Rudolph nose next to me at my first grade Christmas concert would be the love of my life? I struggle to think anyone would! I definitely didn't have an inkling of what God had in store for Harrison and me. It was about a decade following this concert that I realize that the redhead boy that I had designated as just a long-term friend might've been the one I want for life. Now, I have to say that it baffles me that I didn't realize this sooner. Harrison and I would hang out in the clubhouse at the center of East Side baseball park. Just two soon-to-be sixth-graders bonding over our affinity for 80s music. Harrison would put on REO Speedwagon and we'd just shyly sing to the lyrics in each other's company. I had never given a single thought to Harrison being a potential crush, but it only took about six years after this to see that he was one of the kindest, most loyal friends that I had ever met. It was clear that I admired that quality, not only in a friend but possibly, my life partner. By the time I had reached this point, Harrison had retired from the crush he'd held for me since the REO Speedwagon days. I have to admit it felt weird to be so smitten over someone that I had known for most of my life at this point. As a 16-year-old girl, my feelings for him hit me like a bus. Thankfully, Harrison hadn't had his feelings for me leave him completely. From that moment, when we realized our mutual adoration for each other, we've been inseparable. Currently, after our first kiss, first date, three proms, an engagement, and several moments of growing in our love for one another, I can say that we are over the moon to be marrying. To five years and a lifetime to go... <3 -Jordyn