Will first caught my eye when I would see him in adoration every day. I observed he was very holy and had a great prayer life. I first interacted with him when I would see him around my Catholic friend group. I loved how he would say the things no one was brave enough to say. Rachel Hilby, my bff from college, put me in a group chat with Will to help make a playlist for my upcoming birthday party at Cadillac Ranch (Will's house). At this point, Rachel had probably told me 3 times, “You should date Will! You both are so similar. Plus, you both love Diet Coke!” I had my first real conversation with Will when his roommates suddenly disappeared from the room (thank you, Jack, thank you, Mats.) The next day, Will’s house was hosting again. Will and I talked about the traditional movement in the church and our plans. Will told me that he was planning on joining the seminary :( to which I thought “how are we gonna date if you're in the seminary???” That same night, I told my good friend Grace, who was also friends with Will, that I had a crush on him. I told her to do whatever she wanted with that information. (please tell him!!!!) Within the next week, the friend group hung out again. We went to the casino!! (I won $114 at blackjack, not that I kept track). After the casino, I was going to go park my car, and then Will hopped in my front seat (what the heck are you doing. And where did Matt go?? huh?). We parked, and then Will asked me if I wanted to go to the aquarium, which is totally my dream date because I LOVE fish. We went on our first date, and after that, I knew that this man would be my husband. 6 months later, Will got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. I said yes!!! The first time I saw Abby was at a campfire at my house (Cadillac Ranch) months before we ever spoke. My friend Jackson likes to remind me of the fact that I asked him three separate times over the course of the evening about who that beautiful girl named Abby was. Fast forward 6 months, and I was given a challenge by my roommates Matt, Carson, and Jack. If I wanted to be a priest, I had to give girls a chance first. I had to go on a date sometime in the next month, or else unspeakable acts would be inflicted on me. The thought of this was even more scary than talking to women, which everyone knows is the scariest thing in the world! I knew right away Abby was who I wanted to ask out. I had been seeing her every day at church and had been trying to work up the nerve to ask her out. Matt and I pulled off an elaborate scheme to get me alone with Abby in one of our group hangouts so I could ask her out. We had spoken a few notable times before this interaction, like at her birthday party, where I made the best playlist of all time, or at other hangouts, and felt comfortable with her. Despite this fact, I was still nervous. I asked if she wanted to go to the aquarium, as all cool people do on their first date. We had a great time and realized that we agreed on almost everything, religion, politics, and our love of Jesus and Diet Coke. I went home that day after our first date, and I knew that I would marry Abby. It was too perfect, and God put her in my life in a blatantly obvious way that I would be a fool not to pursue. I found out a few weeks later that Abby had thought the same after our first date. After 6 months of prayer, discernment, and falling in love with Abby, the most gracious Lord made it clear that it was time to propose. I got down on one knee on the steps of the Cathedral of St. Paul and asked the love of my life to be my wife!