How it began
Our Story
Some love stories begin with a glance across a crowded room. Ours began under a sky so thick with stars it felt like standing inside a snow globe someone had forgotten to shake. We were two people who both insisted on bringing star charts to a hiking trip — and somehow, impossibly, that felt like a sign.
The beginning
We met at a DnD campaign night neither of us was particularly excited about attending. By the end of the session we'd forgotten everyone else in the room.
The first adventure
Our first date was a seven-mile hike that neither of us had fully prepared for. We talked the entire way up — about Tolkien, the constellations, and what we'd name a dragon if we ever found one. We named four hypothetical dragons that afternoon.
Under the stars
On a clear autumn night, miles from the nearest city light, we drove out toArches just to stargaze. It was cold enough to see our breath. Somewhere between identifying Cassiopeia and arguing about whether Pluto deserves planetary status, the question was asked. The answer was obviously yes.
Now
We're planning a wedding, which turns out to involve significantly more spreadsheets than either of us expected. We can't wait to celebrate with the people we love most — and yes, there will be a star chart at the reception.