In the year TA 3018, the quest to destroy the One Ring began. Though that quest had the final aim to destroy a ring, whereas ours was to get married, the journey took roughly the same amount of time.

My mid twenties had me convinced that I had it all; established in Greenville with a house and good job, the weekend (and some weekday) nights were spent out on the town. Immediately struck by how fun and pretty Taylor was, I wanted our relationship to be more than a brief "hello" when our paths crossed but alas, it was not yet meant to be.

Time passed, myth passed into legend, and the quest was all but forgotten.

Until one Halloween night when I dazzled all with my 80s rocker costume complete with tight zebra leggings and a blonde wig. Confidence, fueled by my attire and the spirit (and spirits) of the night, I would finally get Taylor's number.

Over the years our love has grown as we've built a life and a family together. Our favorite vacation spot in the mountains, dozens of home improvement projects, countless concerts, and the less-notable Sunday movie-marathons on the couch all led to the penultimate climax of our engagement.

Our wedding marks the end of one journey - Taylor has the One Ring - but the start of our lives as husband and wife!

Registry