Our hearts are so full knowing we get to share this special day with the people we love most. We eagerly look forward to the joy of celebrating with each of you soon! With love & gratitude, Megan & Marshall

When I was fourteen, just a freshman in high school, I was introduced to a boy named Marshall at Sam’s Deli Diner. A friendship with Marshall was effortless, as he was funny, kind, smart, and outgoing. In school, our strengths were different, but complemented each other nicely. I was all about science, and Marshall was extremely math-minded. We leaned on each other through physics, algebra, chemistry, and calculus. Homework assignment after homework assignment, we were unknowingly learning how to show up for and support each other. I was so thankful for a friend like Marshall and truly pictured a relationship that would last a lifetime; I just had no idea that it would be as his wife, a title that I feel unbelievably blessed to soon hold. Our senior year of high school, on December 7th, 2019, I got a text from Marshall: "Do you want to go look at Christmas lights?" I agreed, and we spent the evening driving around, singing Christmas songs, laughing, and talking. Many more dates followed, and it was no secret that I was beginning to fall for Marshall. We started formally dating, through COVID and all, but we knew that we had a huge challenge ahead: college. Soon to be separated by state lines and hours of driving, I would have been lying if I said I wasn't scared. I knew the odds were against us, but I knew more than anything that a future with Marshall was worth it. From “we got this!” to “we did it!”, Marshall and I each experienced four of the best years of our lives, growing as individuals yet growing together as a couple every step of the way. Sic ’Em Sooners! Our four years of long-distance is something I will always be so proud of. It gave us a foundation of trust and communication that I genuinely believe is one of the strongest and most important parts of our relationship. I've known I wanted to marry Marshall for years now, and 2025 proved to be one of the most special and important years of our journey thus far. While I was at work on April 24th, 2025, I got a random selfie of Marshall and my parents at dinner together, followed by "Do you want some chicken parm?" "That's weird," I thought, but happily agreed to dinner and then went about my busy shift. Turns out that was the night Marshall asked my parents for their permission to propose. With their approval, Marshall then took me ring shopping, a surreal and special experience that I had been looking forward to since I was a teenager. Knowing he had all the information he needed to pop the question, I found myself constantly on the ready, you know, just in case. Hair was always done, makeup was always on, and I rotated through all my dresses about twice. The one weekend I wasn't expecting, though, was a weekend trip we had planned to Galveston with our friends... even after being told I needed to be ready for pictures on the beach two hours before dinner. On September 13th, 2025, we found ourselves on the beach, “taking pictures,” when Marshall insisted I stand on a side that was definitely not my good one. I later learned that was the side hiding the pocket with my ring. Stubbornly, in an attempt to switch places with him, I turned around, and Marshall was down on one knee. The world stopped, and there I was standing in front of the boy I met when I was fourteen, fell in love with at eighteen, and now the man I get to spend forever with. Every past version of us watched as time stood still, and it was abundantly clear that God had planned for this moment all along. Saying "yes" to be Marshall's wife was the easiest decision I have ever made. I find myself frequently saying "It's always been you", because I truly believe that the second God had us cross paths at fourteen, our fate was sealed, even though we didn't know it yet. It’s always been Marshall, and always will be, and for that, I thank God every day. Love, Megan