Steven and I met through some mutual friends. I got a call from my friends telling me that they "found my future husband" and to check my Facebook messanger to see some pictures they had sent me of him. They said they showed him pictures of me, and they were planning a get together at their house so that we could meet, and Steven was driving all the way from where he was working at the time. Which is now where we have our first home.

A few weeks later was the get togther and I, per usual was running a little bit late. I whipped into the driveway with my brights on, driving like I was operating a monster truck. Little did I know Steven was standing outside with all of the guys and they all of course started making fun of my Ricky Bobby like skills. That was what I like to call my, "Bad Ass first impression". As the night went on, we got along really well and had a lot of fun. We were continously called eachothers "future husband" and "future wife".

We haven't stopped talking since that night and our story has continued to grow, as well as the amazing experiences we have together every day.