Hallie & Caleb

Our Story

Our story begins the way all the best romances do. In middle school. Neither of us remember the first time we met, but it was probably in an old church gym that has long since been retired, where Caleb just happened to play basketball on the rec-league team my dad coached. Where I spent my Saturdays cheering for my brother, my dad, and, unknowingly, my future husband. We must’ve been introduced at some point during those years, and I’m sure Caleb’s name came up around the family dinner table as my dad told stories after practice. But eventually the middle school basketball days turned into high school, our paths never really crossing again. And I went off to college before Caleb’s junior year, before the football buzz brought his name back to our family dinner table.

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But then one day years later, Caleb popped up in one of my dreams. Not a meaningful type of dream, just a random dream where Caleb played a part in an insignificant storyline. But while the dream itself felt insignificant, Caleb's presence in it felt significant in some way. But I brushed it off and mostly forgot about it. After all, I hadn’t seen him since high school and even then couldn't recall a time our paths had crossed. Until, several months later, on September 19, 2024, Caleb popped up again. This time not in a dream, in my Instagram dm’s. And one uncharacteristic response to a story turned into a coffee date to “catch up” on all the shared memories we didn’t have. So we met, in the middle of a hurricane, in a coffee shop 10 minutes from that old church gym where we first met as middle schoolers. We might not remember that first meeting, but I'm pretty sure we’ll never forget the second one.

the rest, as all the best romances say, is history.

For all the days along the way

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