We met as kids many years ago. Our parents grew up down the street from each other and our families have always been close friends. Growing up, his Granny was my second grandmother, and Patrick's grandmother was Lauren's second Mother. We hunted Easter eggs a time or two together as kids, and Patrick may have picked her up and taken her home when she needed a ride home from notorious Senior week. After Lauren's 11 month backpacking trip, Patrick invited her to meet he and his friends for a horribly noisy music show and she agreed. She showed up in a strange bar in Charlotte on a Friday night, eating hotdogs and sitting at a table waiting on him. Sparks flew, fireworks boomed, loud strange music played, and well, the rest is history. A few years later, standing under the Eiffel Tower in Paris, he asked her to be his wife.