We’re getting married!

Fireworks for the Fourth of July and a Coors Light in hand, he stuck a tiny American Flag in my ponytail and the rest is history.

A beautiful sunny day in Marco Island, we took a catamaran to Shark Island to find sea shells. We were buzzing with excitement, laughter filling our ears as the sun kissed our Michigan Winter skin. As we stopped for a picture on the shoreline, I asked him why he was so fidgety as I posed for the camera. I turned to him as he got down on one knee. I blacked out for the rest of it. Sorry.