I don't remember the first day I met Jared. I remember waving at him as he walked through the back of my 11th grade math class. He did not wave back, but his face made it clear that I was embarrassing him. I remember what went down in history as our first date, which was a matinee of Toy Story 3 at the Seekonk cinema in August of 2010. He snuck me in peach rings - my favorite candy at the time. I remember our first ski trip, December 2010. We went to Mount Snow, and stargazed under the Vermont sky. Our friends gave us plenty of space in case he wanted to kiss me, but he didn't. Later on, I was still nauseous from a bout of food poisoning I got weeks prior, and Jared rubbed my back to try and help me sleep. This would go down as our first cuddle. Finally in January 2011, Jared worked up the nerve to kiss me. After that came a whirlwind of ups & downs and lefts and rights and Londons (IYKYK), but through it all, we grew together, learned from each other, and fell in love. In December 2020, we decided to move forward with our (very restricted) wedding on the top of Killington Mountain. Since not even our parents were allowed to attend due to the COVID Travel Restrictions at the time, we can't wait to finally celebrate with EVERYONE!