It was love at first swipe. She was approximately the 15th swipe right of the night. It took a few days for her to swipe right back. I started the conversation with a joke (curtesy of the infamous Ed Lieb dad jokes), that Paige looked up to answer. From there we met at Primantis for a beer, where I ordered a Blue Moon, and she had to one up me by ordering a Yuengling. From there, it led to a quick second date, then a third. And I soon knew she was the one, even if she went on a few more dates to ensure I was the one. It was during our trip with my family from Alabama, to Nashville, then Kentucky, that I knew she was something special. From our night watching shooting stars to our countless trips to Lowes and Home Depot deciding on cabinets, paint, and countertops, our time together has been full of laughs and countless memories. And I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with Paige, and tackle lifes challenges together.

(Pictured above: Our favorite date under shooting stars).

Have you ever heard of Doom Scrolling? Our relationship started with Doom Swiping.... aka Tinder. Zack sent me a message with a horrible dad joke asking me if I knew the difference between a boy ant or a girl ant. I answered quickly (after I googled the answer so I wouldnt look stupid) and he responded 3 to 5 business days later with an annoyed response that I had to have looked it up. To quickly save myself, I asked him to grab a beer with me at Primantis sight unseen without a proper FBI style stocking online. Once he agreed to the date, I asked him for his social media handles to confirm he wasnt a serial killer. After we had our first beer, he shook my hand in the parking lot and arranged for a second date. I give him props because he never left a date without planning another one with me. It was on our third date (the one Ava crashed) to see the Tomahawks play that I decided I would keep him around. Fast forward to our trip to Alabama, Kentucky, and Tennessee where I knew he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I remember calling my mom in the lobby of the hotel telling her all the details and that he was the one. Butterflies came on fast on that trip and haven’t left. He is the kindest and most patient man I know and I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with him.

(Pictured above: Our trip to Kentucky, Alabama, and Tennessee).