Like all great modern love stories, ours started with a Facebook message. A simple online connection quickly turned into something real—and unforgettable. Our first time hanging out wasn't in some fancy restaurant or romantic coffee shop. Nope, it was late at night in the Kmart parking lot. Classic, right? Tucker pulled up in his truck, got out, and the first thing he did was apologize for the smell—apparently, cow poop isn’t the most charming cologne. But instead of running for the hills, I laughed… and something just clicked. Tucker’s work kept him busy, so our time together often came after the sun had set. Most nights, we’d drive down to the river, sit under the stars, and talk about everything and nothing. No big plans, no big gestures—just the comfort of each other’s company and the kind of conversations that make time disappear. From parking lots and starry skies to planning forever—our story is simple, a little unconventional, and completely *us*. And we wouldn’t have it any other way.