Bryan and I first met seven years ago during college when I was working at the student housing apartments. He came in for a repair job, and I escorted him and his helper to an apartment that needed fixing. To break the silence, I played a classic 80s rock song—“Renegade” by Styx. Bryan immediately smiled and said, “You’ve got great taste in music,” which sparked a fantastic conversation.

After that, Bryan added me on Facebook, and our friendship blossomed. We could talk for hours about anything and everything. I was instantly drawn to his ability to listen and how easily he made me laugh. Although we both felt a strong connection, the timing wasn’t right initially. Later, Bryan moved to Dallas, TX, for work and, as he later confessed, mainly to be closer to me. He told me that if he didn’t move, he feared losing me forever and couldn’t imagine his life without me in it.

I’m incredibly grateful to be marrying such a wonderful, Godly man who also happens to be my best friend.