We met in the most unexpected way, at a college homecoming party in 2018.

“Same college, same party—six feet apart like destiny was playing hard to get.”

Ironically, we both graduated from the same university but never crossed paths while we were there (which still blows our minds). That night, Eric pulled up about six feet away from me, leaned out of his car, and said, “Come here.” I said “no,” and he drove off like a man on a mission to find someone more cooperative. 😂

Turns out, we’d already been following each other on Instagram… and didn’t even know it. A little while later, I posted something about nutrition (I was doing in-person coaching back then), and Eric slid into my DMs—for a consultation, allegedly.

“She thought it was business. I knew it was fate.”

We met up at Panera Bread, and Eric bought a meal plan from me. While I was talking macros and meal timing, he was busy declaring that I would be his wife one day. I didn’t take it seriously. I was locked in on my hustle.

But God was playing the long game.

Over the next four years, we built a solid friendship. We’d talk about everything—from life plans to relationship disasters—and we could go months without speaking, then pick right back up with hours-long conversations.

“We were always connected—even when we weren’t talking every day.”

Then in 2022, I bought my first house. Eric, being a general contractor and my friend, came by to give me a quote on redoing my cabinets in the kitchen. That visit turned into a two-and-a-half-hour catch-up session right by the kitchen island. Something was different. Something just clicked.

About a month later, we went on our first real date—an ice cream run.

“We started with cabinet quotes and ended up building a life.”

And now, here we are—getting married, still laughing, still talking for hours, and still building something amazing together.

K&E

Wedding Day