We first met back in 6th grade in 2012, just two goofy kids trying to survive middle school. He wore bright orange high-top shoes that made me smile every time I saw him, and I had my infamous curly hair and less than flattering glasses. Even then, there was something special between us.

Life pulled us in different directions. He moved away to Louisiana after 6th grade, and we drifted into that quiet, distant friendship of Snapchat streaks and Instagram likes. We both dated other people, grew up, and chased our own paths, but somehow, we never forgot about each other.

In 2019, after graduation, fate threw us back together at a party. We shared our first kiss that night, and it was like a spark finally catching fire. I think we both knew in that moment what we’d always suspected, that this was it. But life still had one more twist: he packed up and moved to Utah.

We spent those months apart again, me starting college, him working and figuring things out in Utah, but when he finally decided to come back home to Texas, everything fell into place. We were inseparable from the moment he returned.

In 2025, he asked me to marry him, and I said yes without hesitation. Now we’re planning our wedding for November 2026, excited to celebrate with all the friends and family who have cheered us on through every move, every message, and every mile.

We’re so grateful for this journey. Proof that even if life tries to pull you apart, the right person always finds their way back to you.

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