Manure, a golf cart named Little Duster, and a lost cat named Winter brought us together. While helping Gregory look for his cat, I grabbed his number from the flyer to “keep an eye out” — the perfect excuse to reach out. Months later I was traveling in Massachusetts in my new car, celebrating my 40th birthday, when Gregory sent a text. I returned home, took a leap of faith, and made the first move. That led to our first coffee date and a second date at The Cheesecake Factory. From the farm to the chapel, we are over the moon to start our life together and celebrate with our favorite people.