The Scotts

Thats when it all began. I, Kirsten, on a whim, went to work at a summer camp. Lucky for us, so did Robert and that is where it all began. For Robert anyway. He fell in love right there on the waterfront at Camp Rockmont and one breakfast date later, in September, and I found myself in the same boat. But, I think I knew all along. Ya see, if you can fall in love with me in a one piece lifeguard suit then its true love. We became best friends at camp and now get to be best friends for life. She's right, Summer 2015 is where it began. Being fresh out of college and having spent my spring in Las Vegas I was getting the itch to adventure. Lacking a clear picture of what I wanted in life, I decided I would up and move to my second home of Asheville, NC. Being that I had some connections, I decided I would spend another summer at camp to get rooted in the area. I never imagined that I would find my self someone to adventure with. However, as soon as we met, the thought, "I am going to marry that girl," came racing through my mind. Nonsense surely, and yet my subconscious knew all a long that I had met my life partner.

SO, its february, my birthday month. Its a monday and everyone is at work. I am completely convinced that Rob has forgotten my birthday....which may be the worst thing ever in Kirsten's mind. He gets home a few days later and I am still upset. Poor pitiful me, Robert has forgotten my birthday and doesn't care. So, I leave on my own birthday adventure for New York and come back home to celebrate with the family at one of my favorite places, the Biltmore. It was just the night before where I was still convinced Robert didnt do anything special for my birthday and at the Biltmore, I was proven wrong, when he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him in the Biltmore Gardens. I obviously said YES and apologized for being THAT girl.