We're getting married!

"Hey, Rock!" She said, as she passed him a note from a friend. "It's Brock," he corrected. The year was 2002. She had just transferred into his 1st grade class. They would share many notes that year. Most importantly though they would share their first kiss; a peck on the lips underneath their table. A kiss that permanently stamped a blush on their faces, tethered their souls together forever, and sealed their hearts and minds for one another. Of course they did not know what the kiss meant at the time. But the years ahead would tell a timeless story of love. One that traced a seamless childhood crush through all of elementary, middle, high school, and college, to their lives as adults. One that is now being celebrated eighteen years later through eternal vows of unconditional love, honesty, and compassion. And still that one day in 1st grade remains the first and last time he ever corrected her.