Many people think our story began just five years ago at Lynda's, but that is not the case. Our families have actually known each other since we were little kids—Blake’s mom was my first-grade teacher, and his dad was my grandfather's job buddy! Looking back at how intertwined our lives have been since childhood is so funny to me—a true "God-wink." Fast forward to us being grown and working together. It took me a little time to piece together who Blake was. Even after I did, all of my friendly, teasing banter was answered with silence on his end! It took a while to finally break his shell, but once I did, there was no going back. We spent all of our time together, from breaks in between shifts to hanging out after work, staying out too late—much to our families’ dismay. Sorry, not sorry, you guys... because here we are! If you told us five years ago that we’d be here now, we’d both think you were crazy, but man, am I glad we are! Some might call it The Red String Theory, but I give my thanks to God for giving us one another.