Sarah and I met through mutual friends at Capital Pride in 2014. We were both going through a transition period - new jobs, graduation, moving - and quickly became friends. Despite living pretty far apart, we kept finding reasons to be together. Sarah pretended to enjoy watching the World Cup and I pretended to enjoy sitting at the bar waiting for her shift to end. By the fall, we officially began dating, much to the dismay of her 6 year old Akita mix, August.
I come from a pretty small family where my 22-year-old brother is the youngest around. Up until meeting Sarah, I had spent a very limited time with little kids. So when Sarah invited me to her nephew's first birthday, I had no idea what to expect. I'm not sure she knows this, but that day is when I knew I wanted to marry her. I was incredibly overwhelmed and spent most of the afternoon sitting in a corner talking with her siblings. But seeing Sarah with her family was something I can't explain.
In most ways, Sarah and I are complete opposites. I am extraordinarily competitive and played sports my entire life. While she tolerates my need to compete, Sarah's interest and talents are in the arts. She has a love for photography and creating new things. I am an early riser while she is...not. I NEED to get to places early while if she is only 15 minutes late it is a win. Despite these differences, we work. No one has ever made me happier or truly accepted me for my quirks. I couldn't ask for more in a partner and am incredibly excited to share forever together.