We are in awe of God’s timing in our relationship. It’s incredible to think we were at the same school—often in the same classes, parties, and events—yet never met. Our paths were bound to cross, but the way it unfolded was clearly written into God’s plan. He was working in both of our lives, preparing us for each other in ways we couldn’t see at the time. Of course, we sometimes wish we had met years earlier, but we trust that this was always the perfect timing. His goodness is all over our story. Technically, we “met” over a game of air hockey at our Master of Accounting orientation happy hour in 2023. I (Skylar) spotted Preston standing nearby and said, “Hey, you—play me.” From the very beginning, I was taking dubs. Since then, we’ve had plenty of rematches (and I still win more often than not 😏). But the moment we really met was at the DFW airport, waiting to board a flight to Boulder for the TCU game. I was standing at the gate when Preston and his roommate Chuck came up and started chatting. At the time, I had some guy friends and was used to hanging out in big friend groups, so I just assumed this was another one of those friendships forming—especially since most of our crew had graduated and we were sticking around for our master's. We hung out while we were in Boulder and had a great time, and once we were back in Dallas, we kept talking and started going to TCU games together. It felt like a new friend group forming, and I still hadn’t quite picked up on the fact that Preston might be into me… until he asked if Goose and I wanted to go on a walk with him. That totally gave it away. If you know Preston, you know that suggesting a random walk in Fort Worth is not his usual vibe. We got lost on the way to wherever he had picked and ended up at the nearest park. We walked for what felt like hours, just talking and laughing. I remember thinking, “Hmm… there’s something about this guy.” And then, before I knew it, we were dating. Things moved fast—in the best way. We were together constantly, and it just felt easy. Natural. Right. Only two months in, I was packing up to drive back to Colorado for winter break. Preston and I had dinner at Perry’s in Grapevine and planned to go to the Gaylord for their Christmas lights (which turned out to be closed—we really planned that one well). Instead, we ended up at his parents’ house, where I met his mom for the first time. On the drive back, I had a wild idea: “You should drive to Colorado with me.” Mind you, it was 11pm and my plan was to leave at 12:30am (there’s Skylar-science behind that timing). Preston paused, did some mental math, and then said, “Okay!” We swung by his place, he packed a bag, and off we went. You really get to know someone when you spend 14 hours stuck in a car together—even if one of you is asleep for 60% of it. Preston was out cold before we even made it to Amarillo, but I woke him up just in time to hear “Amarillo by Morning” as the sun started to rise in West Texas. It was one of those sweet moments that just sticks with you. He even slept through a full-blown blizzard over Monarch Pass (honestly, impressive). We made it to Colorado by early afternoon, and I spent the rest of the day showing him everything I could. He flew back to Dallas the next day. That drive changed everything. It was spontaneous, a little chaotic, and completely amazing. We didn’t quite say it out loud yet, but that was the moment the story started unfolding perfectly. We both knew. And now, 3 years later, we’re so ready to take this next step together. We’re endlessly thankful for the people who have loved us, supported us, prayed for us, and cheered us on. Your presence in our lives means the world, and we can’t wait to celebrate this next chapter with you.