Once there was a boy, who met a girl. They fell in love. This is the beginning of most love stories. It's the beginning of mine too.
I met Tyler in my church youth group. My first memory of him was on a church road trip where we got lost in D.C, and he opened a smelly box of KFC food in the car. Thankfully, that wasn't my last. As we got to know each other we found we connected on many levels, especially the love of books, which is essentially a prerequisite when talking to me. We started talking, we started hanging out. I was sixteen, almost seventeen, a Junior in high school. He was a senior, eighteen years old and headed to Virginia Tech the next fall. Long distance never works right? Not in this case. We started dating, long-distance for the first year, then I started school at Hollins University, a mere 45 minutes from Tech. We saw each other most Saturdays, stretching into every Saturday, stretching into the whole weekend.
I was studying Creative Writing, he was studying Wildlife Biology. I hate math with a burning passion that will never die. He loves it. I don't believe in teaching Algebra to children, he does.
But still, for all our differences, we fell in love.
He proposed to me at the base of a misty waterfall in the mountains near Blacksburg. The ring he got me was not a diamond, which I dislike, but a frosty blue aquamarine that I love.
We're getting married on June 14th, 2015. I cannot wait to marry this man and start our life together.
I met Tyler in my church youth group. My first memory of him was on a church road trip where we got lost in D.C, and he opened a smelly box of KFC food in the car. Thankfully, that wasn't my last. As we got to know each other we found we connected on many levels, especially the love of books, which is essentially a prerequisite when talking to me. We started talking, we started hanging out. I was sixteen, almost seventeen, a Junior in high school. He was a senior, eighteen years old and headed to Virginia Tech the next fall. Long distance never works right? Not in this case. We started dating, long-distance for the first year, then I started school at Hollins University, a mere 45 minutes from Tech. We saw each other most Saturdays, stretching into every Saturday, stretching into the whole weekend.
I was studying Creative Writing, he was studying Wildlife Biology. I hate math with a burning passion that will never die. He loves it. I don't believe in teaching Algebra to children, he does.
But still, for all our differences, we fell in love.
He proposed to me at the base of a misty waterfall in the mountains near Blacksburg. The ring he got me was not a diamond, which I dislike, but a frosty blue aquamarine that I love.
We're getting married on June 14th, 2015. I cannot wait to marry this man and start our life together.