Our Story
God's Story
God brought me and Megan into this world nineteen days apart. We have always lived less than three miles from each other, but for the first fourteen years, we never crossed paths. So close, yet never quite meeting. God’s timing really is divine. That’s why in reality, our story is actually His story. As an imperfect narrator, I'm going to do my best to tell it.
Middle School
Megan and I first met in eighth-grade geometry, the ideal place to meet your future wife. I despised math, and Megan loved it, which worked out great for both of us. I got a math tutor, and Megan got to spend time with me. As the year went on, I started crushing on Megan, so I worked up the courage and asked her to a dance. Megan and I have pictures from the dance that we still look back on, and we even still try to recreate one of the poses. We danced the night away, and at the afterparty, Megan and I had our first kiss. With that amazing night, eighth grade came to an end, and summer brought new beginnings.
High School Friendship
Megan and I continued to be a part of each other's lives as we started high school. We shared the same homeroom and also began confirmation classes at our home parish, St. Mark’s. During this year of sacramental gifts, our shared love for the Lord grew very apparent. We both felt inspired to become peer ministers for the next year’s confirmation candidates and middle school students. Now as close friends, Megan and I loved sharing God with our peers, and our friendship flourished because of it. Back at school, Megan was still my math tutor, but now I returned the favor in English. Our friendship was built on mutual respect and wanting to see the other person succeed. After years of developing friendship, God called us to more in a night at adoration; His timing really is divine.
High School Dating
When I stopped being oblivious to what was in front of me, I took Megan for a hike up to the top of a waterfall and told her I didn't want to be just her friend. We started dating and immediately knew we had something that was going to last. Apparently, so did our classmates, who voted us as partners for homecoming court. Within the chaos of high school, we brought calm and constant love to each other's lives. After amazing performances at the school talent show from me and Megan, the second half of senior year was cut short due to the pandemic, but we made the best of it by taking in the time with our families. We graduated with honors and basked in the glory of summer and college on the horizon. We knew the next four years would be a challenge, but it bore more fruit than we could ever have imagined.
College
After seeing each other every day in high school, Megan and I navigated distance for the first time. Nighttime FaceTime calls recapping our days, and pining over what weekends to see each other became the new norm. Although grateful for modern technology, we cherished time spent together in person. I loved going to visit Megan for Mass and basketball games. She loved showing me her favorite spots on campus, which included the Marian Grotto - a favorite spot for prayer. Megan loved the Grotto so much, we always stopped by when I visited. These four years were all about living in the moments we got to spend together, and oh man, did we make the most of it. Day trips to Philly, winter formals, hiking at valley forge, binging movies over Christmas break, visiting friends down at UMD, praying in the Grotto, playing club soccer, serving at Mass: we did it all! As always, God’s timing really is divine. College gave us the opportunity to grow as individuals so we could blossom as a couple.
Post Graduate
Megan started her current job at Franklin Square Medical Center as an ICU nurse. I started working at Northrop Grumman in Elkton in their supply chain department. Post-grad life and working full-time jobs was a big adjustment, but Megan and I relied more heavily on each. We relished the time spent together meal prepping, training for a second half marathon, and going on fun dates. Meanwhile, for once I enjoyed the time spent away from Megan because I was secretly asking her parents to marry her, designing and buying the ring, and planning how to propose. A few months later, we went to Villanova for a basketball game and made time to walk around first. Of course, we went to the church, and then we visited Megan’s favorite spot: the Marion Grotto. There, with shaky hands and a confident heart, I got down on one knee and asked Megan to spend the rest of our lives together as husband and wife! We’re excited for what comes next since, after all, God’s timing really is divine.
