It’s a Celebration! We’re taking our rings & going Holmes.

Chris and I knew of each other from living in the same apartment complex. He was intrigued by the unknown lady with big wild hair seated at the building’s front desk. She was ready to greet an unfamilar new resident. There was no more than a few polite exchanges between a bored woman on shift curious about this unknown kid’s M.O. and a young man’s efforts to see what was the big hair lady’s deal. And that is where the chatting ended... At least for the two years, while life took Chris and I along separate and very unique journeys. When we met again, by happenstance or divine intervention, Chris took a leap of faith and asked me to accompany him to a wedding. An odd choice for sure for a first date, but both of us were always far from conventional people. So I said yes to the date. It wouldn’t be until well after we arrived at the wedding (running late because of me), that I learned it was his birthday. The rest? Well, that history is still being written four years later.