The first time we met was in my freshman year of college, going to tour the residence hall where I would be living next year. I showed up in the baggiest sweatpants I owned, looking a mess, where I met Alex who was the RA at the time giving a tour of the house. Alex claims he knew then he wanted to be with me from that moment. The running joke is Alex has still never asked me to officially be his girlfriend. We just kind of started dating and the rest is history.

We celebrated Alex's MBA graduation that day. After everyone had left, Alex and I were sitting in our nearly empty apartment, all packed up and ready to move into our new house. That's when he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. Even on a day that was supposed to be his, he made it about us. Of course, you all can guess the answer to that question.