We met on St. Patrick’s Day nearly three years ago, thanks to a little bit of luck and a spilled drink. After Reagan accidentally spilled her drink on Spencer, what could have been an awkward moment turned into an easy, natural conversation. We kept in touch as friends at first, but it didn’t take long before we became inseparable. After a year of long distance, Reagan made the move to Omaha, and eventually we found our way to Des Moines together—where our story continues and our forever begins.