First comes love… then comes marriage!
For those of you who know me well, know that I’ve been waiting for this day for quite some time! Sure, being a wedding planner I’ve always wanted my own wedding, but I always said that I wouldn’t begin to plan it until I met the man of my dreams. Little did I know at the time that I had already met the man of my dreams years ago! Darren and I went to the same middle school, but I didn’t know much other than his name. We went to the same high school and let’s just say I was dying to know everything about him. We had mutual friends and so we began to hang out often. I remember the first day I got up the nerve to invite him to a get together and he said he couldn’t because he was waxing his car. Let’s just say, he’s never heard the end of that one! Years went on, I moved on from my high school crush, we stayed friends…best friends, and to keep from boring you with the details, we’ll skip ahead to November 2008. It all started when we started going to work out in the morning together. To some that may be normal, but lets just say I’ve never been one to have a regular 7:00am work out routine! We then slowly began to date, but both didn’t say a word because we didn’t want to jinx it… 1 month later [Okay so maybe more like 3 days!], I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him!