We were in the same circles. Knew the same people. Passed each other often in law school, but we had never really talked.

Until one night, during Megan’s second semester, something changed. We went out “just as friends.” We ended up at The Wheel Barrel, Megan’s favorite bar at the time, and it was there Tyler got his first real glimpse into who she was.

She lit up the room. She made strangers feel like old friends and had this rare ability to make everyone feel like the most important person there. Tyler, quiet and observant, watched her from across the table, curious, a little in awe, and already drawn in.

After the bar, we went back to Tyler’s apartment to watch a movie. Pirates of the Caribbean was our first. Megan stayed that night… and never left.

A few weeks later, Tyler picked American Psycho for our next movie night, a bold choice. But Megan, pursing her JD and Master’s in Criminal Justice and love for psychological complexity, was hooked.

We quickly realized that we didn’t just click, we complemented each other. Our connection deepened over shared interests: our mutual love for storytelling, long conversations, and the way we both approach the world with curiosity and heart. Tyler was thoughtful, analytical, and steady. Megan was expressive, warm, and fiercely passionate. Together, we found a rhythm that made sense.

Then the world shut down. Spring break hit. Classes moved online. Work paused. And on day one of lockdown, Tyler turned on Contagion. A bit intense? Maybe. But also very “us.”

We spent our earliest days together inside that small apartment, playing The Last of Us, binge-watching Suits (with Tyler pausing frequently to point out every ethics rule violation), and slowly building a life, without even realizing it.

Since that first unexpected night, we’ve built something real—something rooted, evolving, and entirely ours. We’ve graduated law school together, passed two bar exams (we’re still recovering), launched our careers, and created a life that feels equal parts ambition, laughter, and grace.

Tyler was an engineer long before he became a lawyer—he holds a degree in biomedical engineering and has a brain wired for logic, precision, and thoughtful problem-solving. Megan, with her master’s in Criminal Justice and unmatched emotional intuition, is the heart of everything. She leads with curiosity, compassion, and the kind of humor that can brighten even the hardest days.

Together, we balance each other. We challenge each other. We hold each other up.

Our life is built from small, sacred rituals—takeout nights, long drives, late-night debates about movies, and spontaneous conversations that somehow last hours. Tyler shares his favorite podcasts like he’s curating a playlist just for Megan. Megan, in return, reads him the weirdest, most chaotic parts of her books with dramatic flair, whether he asks for it or not. We laugh constantly. We listen closely. And we grow together in every season.

And maybe most meaningfully, we brought each other back to what matters most. Tyler brought Megan back to church—and together, we returned to faith. Slowly, quietly, and with intention, we found our spiritual home and began building a foundation bigger than ourselves. That sense of peace and purpose has been one of the greatest gifts of our relationship.

And through it all, we’ve had stories.

Movies have always been our shared language. For us, they’re not just entertainment—they’re memory, meaning, and milestones. We remember where we were in life by what we were watching. We pause scenes to debate ethical dilemmas. We analyze plotlines like they’re legal briefs. And we cheer for our favorite Oscar picks like it’s personal—because to us, it is.

The night Tyler proposed started like any other fun night out—we were headed to the St. Thomas gala with our close friends, Brock and Brenna. The evening was full of laughter, champagne, and community. At one point, our priest, Father Drew, even joked with Tyler, asking playfully, “So… when are you going to propose?”

He had no idea the answer was: tonight.

Tyler had a plan. He knew what he wanted to say, and he knew the moment was right.

When we got home that night, it was quiet. Just us. No audience, no spectacle—just warmth, intention, and love. Tyler asked. Megan said yes. And even without a ring, without all the usual pageantry, the moment was everything.

Simple. Sacred. Ours.

Now we’re getting married.

And not just anywhere, we’re getting married at St. Thomas Aquinas, our home parish. It’s where we’ve grown in our faith, built community, and quietly created a rhythm of life together. From Sunday mornings (sometimes running late) to sitting side by side in quiet reflection, this space has become a part of who we are.

It also holds a special piece of our family history, it’s where Tyler’s parents were married. We love that we get to begin ours in the same sacred space, surrounded by the people who have shaped us. St. Thomas isn’t just the setting for our ceremony, it’s part of our foundation. A place of peace, love, and meaning.

This wedding is more than a celebration of the day, it’s the celebration of every step that brought us here. From law school to late-night takeout, bar exams to binge-watching The Last of Us, whispered prayers to whispered movie quotes, we’ve built a life that’s full of love, a little bit of chaos, and a lot of laughter.

We can’t wait to begin this next chapter with you there to witness it.

As we step into marriage, we do so grounded in faith and surrounded by love. What began as two lives, distinct and different, will now become one. In joining our lives, we are not only exchanging vows, but building a covenant. One that reflects grace, patience, laughter, and God’s presence in all things.

Megan will change her last name from Storie to Laudick, and while the name may change, the heart of the story continues, stronger, deeper, and now written together. With God at the center, this isn’t just a new chapter. It’s the beginning of a lifelong calling. And we’re so grateful you’re here to be part of it.