Meg and I met in 2021 and had our first date at Crane Coffee on Cass Street. From the moment we sat down across from each other, something just clicked. It felt like we had known each other for years. We quickly discovered how much we had in common—our shared love for open conversation, a deep sense of honesty, a mutual belief in loyalty and above all our love of God formed the foundation of an instant connection.

We dove into deep topics like religion, politics, and everything under the sun. Nothing was off limits, and the conversation flowed so effortlessly that time seemed to stand still. Before we knew it, the staff was gently letting us know they were closing—the clock had struck 9 PM, and we were still lost in each other’s words.

That night, under the soft glow of the coffee shop lights, something extraordinary began. A spark turned into a flame, and that evening has lived in our hearts ever since.

We couldn’t wait to see each other again. Just three days later, I invited Meg to breakfast that Saturday morning. We met at Joe’s Café, a cozy little spot that matched the warmth of our growing connection. The date was effortless and full of laughter, stories, and smiles. Time flew by so quickly that what started as a simple breakfast turned into an impromptu afternoon ice cream date at Coneflower Creamery in Blackstone.

From coffee to breakfast to ice cream, each moment with Meg felt like the start of something timeless.

As our relationship blossomed, we continued to grow closer—meeting each other’s friends and family, sharing in life’s most meaningful moments. We celebrated love at weddings, offered comfort at funerals, and supported each other through job changes and early 5 AM workout mornings side by side.

Along the way, we made sweet memories out of the simplest things. I once bought Meg a pair of roller skates and planned to save them for a special occasion, but I couldn’t wait—I gave them to her for Valentine’s Day. Every Valentine’s Day since, Meg has made me heart-shaped thumbprint cookies, a tradition I secretly look forward to more than I probably should.

Meg came to cheer me on during my weekly basketball league, always the loudest (and cutest) fan in the gym. One year for her birthday, I sent her yellow roses—meant for friendship—because I didn’t want to move too fast. That little moment became one of our favorite inside jokes, and we still laugh about it today.

It was in the everyday routines, the highs and lows, the quiet mornings and long conversations, that we realized we had found something rare. Through thick and thin, we stood by each other—and that’s when we knew: we had found our forever.

In time, life took us on a new path—I moved to Lincoln, and for a year and a half, Meg and I dated long-distance. It wasn’t always easy, but the distance never dulled our love. Meg would drive to Lincoln, and I’d head to Omaha, making every weekend and moment together count. We kept showing up for each other, through every mile.

In 2023, I faced one of the hardest moments of my life when I lost my sister. Meg was there for me—steady, supportive, and full of grace. Her presence during that time meant everything.

Then in 2024, our journey took us across the world. Meg flew with me to Rwanda to meet my father and mother. We shared laughs, stories, and culture—and we received their heartfelt blessing. That moment was powerful, a symbol of how far our love had come.

And on November 9th, I asked the most important question of my life. I proposed to the woman of my dreams—though if you ask her, maybe sometimes a bit of a nightmare too.

We’re so excited to share the rest of our love story with you, as we begin the next chapter—together.

D&M

Wedding Day

11:00 AM–12:30 PM

Ceremony

2:00 PM–6:00 PM

Reception