Sarah and Stephen’s story is one of timing, memory, and a little bit of fate. It began at Washington State University, just before Sarah left for a semester studying abroad in Oxford, England. It was a passing moment—one Sarah wouldn’t remember—but Stephen did, and that small connection waited patiently for its moment to grow. That moment came during Sarah’s final year at WSU, when their friends decided to set them up. On the night of their first date over dinner at South Fork, winter made sure to leave its mark. Sarah slipped on the ice on her way to the date and later in the night, Stephen slipped in the parking lot while opening the door for her. Instead of embarrassment, there was laughter and an instant sense of comfort. Over dinner, Stephen shared the story of their first meeting a year earlier, and suddenly everything felt less like coincidence and more like destiny. Their love grew through shared adventures—skiing in Arizona and Alaska, exploring Disneyland, and spending summer weeks at Priest Lake. Each trip, each memory, added another chapter to a story they were writing together. When Stephen proposed at Elkins, it was the perfect reflection of their journey—unexpected, meaningful, and full of heart. Sarah was completely surprised, but her answer came easily. She said yes, ready for all the adventures still waiting ahead.