Kelcey and I met our first week of college at Ram’s Head dining hall. Unfortunately, neither of us remembers it all that clearly - after all who would’ve thought on that day, we would be meeting our future spouse? That meeting, however, spawned three years of friendship - supporting each other in classes we shared, arguing about politics and sports, trying to give advice about each other’s personal interests. Then, senior year rolled around. We had both been away from North Carolina for the summer, but had been texting frequently and withstanding jokes from my grandpa about “dating that cute girl in your Facebook profile picture.” Still, at this point, I never thought in a million years Kelcey would be interested in me. That summer was when my interest in being something more than friends had started to surface. We got back to Chapel Hill, and I was trying to decide if it was even worth it to try. Kelcey always seemed like the perfect, unattainable girl. Finally, I planned on asking whether or not she had ever seriously considered us being "a thing" amidst the jokes and arguing and friendship. Kelcey beat me to the punch though. A Thursday night in early September, she came up to me and said “I know what you’re hiding from me.” That night, we shared our first kiss. A week later we started dating. And pretty much from that night, I knew this was who I wanted to be with forever.

For three years, Jacob was my favorite person to disagree with – from sports to music to politics. Our friendship was based off of mutual respect, but nearly 100 percent disagreement. Spirited debates and heated competition made up most of our friendship, but Jacob was also always there for me. Except after a brutal Patriots loss. But who could blame him for that? However, after a long summer away from my friends, I came back to college and realized that the person I loved to hate was really just the person I loved. I'd like to say I came to this massive, life-changing realization on my own, but perhaps a beverage or two was involved. From that moment, we fell hard and quickly. So quickly, in fact, that after he said "I love you" for the first time I panicked and said "thank you?" ....I intend to spend the rest of forever making up for that. I wish I could say that Jacob is my best friend, but he's so much more than that. Through highs and lows, he's done nothing but cheer me on and and encourage all of my worst ideas. Like, getting a dog 10 days after we moved in together. But that worked out just fine too. Though I have always been a happy person, I never knew just how wonderful life could be until it became certain I would be spending it with Jacob. And Finn by our side, of course. He's always there too.