Well. It’s true.
I met Josh on Saturday, March 30, 2013, the day before Easter in a year with a very early Easter. It didn’t take very long for me to decide that he was made just for me. He makes a mean Sunday brunch, he tolerates a lot of Type A lists and schedules, and he loves me fiercely.
Exactly one week shy of our one year anniversary, Josh proposed. A month later, we bought our first home together. And now, we’re fresh off the drama of planning and executing a dreamy-DIY wedding (10/24/15) and anticipating many exciting chapters to come.