It was the final semester of my senior year of college. 3 months until I closed the book on school and Manhattan, and moved to a new city and started a job. I had zero romantic hopes and assumed it was gonna stay that way, turns out I was quite wrong. My roommates and I had started to invite a group of girls we were good friends with over once or twice a week for games, movies, or bonfires. After a while of that I realized I definitely liked one of them.

As crazy as asking a girl out a month before leaving college was, I had to do it. The more time I spent with her, thought about it, and prayed about it, it was killing me to not ask. The issue was that we had quite literally never talked 1 on 1, and the opportunity was never there. Finally I had enough of wanting to but not asking her out, so I told a roommate one morning today was the day.

The evening quickly came and went as we all played games together, and sure enough there was not a chance to do it. As they all left, I sat disappointed that I didn't get a chance, but my roommate inspired me to create a chance. So I ran out into the driveway and asked her on a date! To my shock she quickly said "I would love to!". A week and a few dates later, Grace and I began officially dating.

Dating was anything but normal, going from in person, to different continents, to different states, and finally just to different cities. I wanted to go on a first date to start to get to know Grace and her heart. After many more months of dates and getting to know her and her heart for the Lord and people, I realized I definitely wanted to marry her. Everything fell into place for a proposal when our good friend (shoutout Karadan) told me I can crash her bachelorette to propose. I planned to do it at a waterfall and everything worked so great. Her friends were there and our families made it into town to celebrate too. It is such a blessing to get to do the rest of my life along side Grace and to continue to get to know her heart!