We’re getting married!

A lot of you already know the story, and a lot of you probably helped us through it in one way or another! Tarron and I met in 2014. After months of playing Call of Duty together ONLINE, we finally decided to “pull the trigger” and meet for the first time! We spent the next 3 years flying back and forth to each other, soaking up as many sweet memories as time would allow. I won't lie - it was hard. But getting to move in together was oh so worth it. We were finally able to move into our first place in Kirkland, Washington. From there, all the pieces of the 3 years long distance, fell into place. Not all at once, and not as smoothly as you would think! This presented a whole other set of challenges like, "oh, he doesn't believe in hampers," and "ahh, she's kind of crazy!" 5 years, 3 apartments, 1 duplex and 2 dogs later... Tarron proposed. And in the most tasteful, and terribly fitting way of shooting each other to smithereens in paint ball matches - about as close to Call of Duty as we could get. Falling in love with Tarron over these last (almost) 8 years has been the adventure of a lifetime. (If you know-know Tarron, you know what I mean) We've literally grown up together, and each year is somehow 100x better than the last. We are borderline obsessed with one another... Like obviously an unhealthy amount. I got it for him, bad bad. The man just gets me. In all my life, Tarron is the only person I could depend on for literally anything, and consciously puts in an effort to better every day. How could you not marry a person who's every day goal is to make you feel wholly loved?