Our forever starts here

Harry and I met through mutual friends in our first year of college at the University of Arkansas in Fayetteville. Some friends and I were invited over for a small get together. I noticed Harry immediately when I walked in—and, as it turns out, he noticed me too. However, instead of coming over to say hello, he had a friend invite me to his next house party… where he also didn’t say hello. So I finally introduced myself, because someone had to. What followed was a mostly tumultuous, very on-again, off-again relationship over the next three and a half years. We kept circling back to each other while our friends patiently listened, offered advice, took sides, untook sides, and generally suffered through every chapter of the saga. Eventually, we both grew up a little, stopped pretending this wasn’t going somewhere, and decided to give it a real shot. We stayed in Fayetteville for a couple of years before moving to Dallas, and later settling in Fort Worth, building a life that slowly but surely felt like home. Harry took his time popping the big question—but in October 2025, surrounded by some of our closest friends and family (many of whom had been emotionally invested for years), he finally asked. It was intimate, meaningful, and exactly right. Turns out, he was worth the wait… and I’d introduce myself to him a thousand times over.