Daniel and I met when his family moved from Dayton, Ohio to my hometown of Springfield, VA. I was a sophomore at West Springfield High School and he was a junior. But I'll admit...I don't remember it (a fact Dan loves to hold over me). What I do remember is the deep friendship that grew between us over the coming years as we went to church together and lead the worship team at Messiah UMC. We both dated other people throughout high school, but I always wanted to be in the same room as him since he could ALWAYS make me laugh. My senior year I decided to apply to OSU to become a buckeye engineer like several family members before me (with Daniel not in mind, despite what he might tell you). And then came the day that hit me like a truck. I was going to the bible study that met on Tuesday nights for high schoolers called Taste of Grace. It was December 22, 2015. I walked in the door and saw his big goofy smile, and when he stood up and hugged me I thought...oh man. THIS is the guy I'm going to marry. So the scheming began. I know, sounds super cheesy. Everyone always says that you'll "just know" when it's meant to be. And I did, so I convinced him over the next couple months to come work at Camp Highroad with me that upcoming summer. We kept in touch everyday when he headed back for Spring semester at OSU and then had a blast working as camp counselors together. He held my hand for the first time on a weekend drive to VA beach, and he gave me a kiss for the first time on the steps of Duck Inn at camp where he proposed. I may not remember the first time we met, but I certainly remember when he first said "I love you", the countless times he showed me grace in times of selfishness and bitterness, and the 7 all-nighters he pulled in different emergency rooms with me throughout my first three years of college. He has loved me so well, so much better than I ever thought possible or that I ever deserved, and I'm so excited to spend the rest of my life loving him.
I moved to Springfield, VA my junior year of high school. The first day of school I sat down outside my class with one of the guys I met during summer cross country practice. Soon a couple of his friends came and sat with us too, one of whom was Katie. They even went as far as letting me eat lunch with them that day. I made such a good impression that Katie, doesn’t remember it at all. During my freshman year at The Ohio State, Katie told me that she was applying to my school. We started talking a lot more, even though she blocked my number, and she decided to come to my school. Meanwhile, she was doing some scheming and convinced me to work at Camp Highroad with her. About halfway through that summer it was pretty clear that we had feelings for each other. Being a mature young Christian man I thought we should sit down and talk it out. We decided to focus on our job at camp, and since I was the only one she knew at OSU, that we should wait a semester before we started dating. We finished the summer without dating, though I did kiss her in front of Duck Inn where I eventually proposed to her. Eventually, I realized I was just delaying the inevitable. After a Cru party the first week of the semester, I walked Katie back to her dorm. We took a minor pit stop at Mirror Lake where we talked for something like an hour. Then we ended up on top of a parking garage slow dancing to Ed Sheeran. I decided that I didn’t want to wait a semester and asked her to be my girlfriend. Being with Katie has been a blessing. It has come with many pints of ice cream, more burritos bowls than we are proud to admit, plenty of steak dinners, multiple overnight stays in the ER and all but one Buckeye home game. Katie knows how to push me to grow, how to take care of me when I need it, and how to make me laugh with her goofiness. She is intelligent, talented, beautiful and the sassiest turd I know. I am beyond excited for the opportunity to love her for the rest of my life.