The state restrictions start on Monday so the temple sealing and the wedding reception will still go as scheduled. For those of you that won't make it because of the recent events, we understand and we'll miss you. We've taken precautions and will have hand sanitizer and wipes at the reception. We love you all and we're so excited for tomorrow! Stay healthy and take care of yourselves!

When people ask me "How did you and Zane meet?", I never know where to begin. If you want to know when we officially met, that was like four years ago at a Halloween party in Provo. To be more specific, my best friends Carly and Lauren met him there and welcomed him into the friend group with open arms. I met him in passing at that party and thought to myself "What kind of a lame person shows up to a Halloween party without a costume?". You know, not much of a spark in that first encounter, but after that party, Zane stuck around and he was constantly hanging out with my friends. Mine and Zane's individual friendship outside of our group of friends all started Fall 2017. I was sitting in my Intro to Psychology class struggling to stay awake. I was always late to that class because being the horrible student that I am, I'd stay up late watching tv knowing damn well I needed to be up early the next day. Carly used to drive me to that class every morning too and dragging her out of bed to do so wasn't an easy task either so, naturally, my grade in that class was suffering cause of my tardiness and inability to focus. What else is new? One day as I was sitting in class, my eyes were wandering as they usually do and something caught my attention. There was a guy sitting in the front row of the auditorium where class was held and he had this HUGE, and I mean, HUGE, mohawk. UVU is in the middle of Utah County and there's only a select few people that live there who would be brave enough and able to pull off a haircut like that and guess who it freaking was? None other than Zane Wride. That mohawk was my saving grace. After we found out that we were in the same psych class, Carly suggested that we carpool together. So we did, and not only was I on time to class for the rest of that semester, but my mornings felt happier because I started them off with a 15 minute car ride listening to punk and talking about life with Zane:) And that's just the beginning of the story.

Joss and I officially started dating in October 2018 (after a summer fling that just kind of happened) and things just felt perfect from the start. We connected deeply and everything fit well. When we started dating I just knew I could spend the rest of my life with her and she was the only person that I have ever thought of like that. Three months later we were sitting in her car and somehow it just came up that we both had thought about marriage. We never wanted to be lame and get married quickly, but we both just felt something. As time went by we continued to talk about it. I met her family and spent some time with them. Then in the spring Joss went on a trip with her group ROC and while she was gone, unknown to her, I went to a jeweler and picked out a ring. I met with her dad to talk about my plans for marriage. Things were going well, but I couldn’t figure out how to propose. Summer came, and Joss suggested that we take a trip to get out of town for a few days, so we planned a trip to go “glamping” in Zions, which made my plans easier. Joss and I drove down, went on a hike and then came back to the camp. We sat next to a fire and watched the sunset while we ate hot dogs. When night came we put out the fire and got on the roof of the car to look at the stars. I sat there with this ring in my pocket waiting, while my heart was beating a million miles an hour. We looked at the stars while listening to music, some cheesy stuff we both liked. Then we climbed down, and Joss tells me that she needs to go to the bathroom. I tell her to wait, because I have to do something and then I dropped down to my knee. Then I heard Joss start crying and say, “are you serious?” I told her that I couldn’t wait any longer and that I just wanted to be with her, followed by some cheesy love things. Then I put the ring on her finger, which unfortunately was the wrong size. And then we walked to the bathroom. Now we are here, and I couldn’t be happier to be marrying this amazing woman.