Adam and Sarah met at work in 2016. She was learning how to manage clients (state gov’t agencies). Adam was learning to hire otter mascots for a water conservation campaign. Her shoulder-length hair was dyed. He was going through a pageboy phase, wearing a straw hat he got in Italy. One thought the other was a dork. She was right. They traveled together to Tennessee for business, dressing up in one-piece pit-crew outfits to clean out people’s cars for a statewide litter campaign. They laughed, they bonded. They did not make out. Fast forward to 2019, and Adam was in design school, heading to a classmate’s Christmas party. It happened to be on Sarah’s street. He had to stop and give an unannounced knock. She answered. He had to tell her he went on a date a week ago. The girl? Not important. But the date location—hoo boy—a Lakota sweat lodge in someone's backyard in the middle of South Austin. She would love it. She should go. About a year later, and after several sweat lodges shared, he wrote her a letter. He’d been thinking. Maybe something could work. Why not give it a whirl? Who knows what could happen. Five years on—through a pandemic, quitting our corporate jobs, businesses founded, a trip to Alaska, struggles embraced, friends and families gathered—a life, together begins.