Our story started on a beautiful evening in June. We both swiped the right direction, and decided we weren't serial murderers (it took Justice some time to prove this). I brought my son (Oli) and he wore his goofy Titans socks because he noticed I was fan. Big points there. It didn't take many more dates to know I wanted to spend as much time with this guy as I could, and we did. We've been to St. Lucia, Tulum, New York x3, New Orleans, Dallas, Cancun, and Phoenix. A year and some change in, and Justice asked me to move in with him. Fast forward another year, and I am being swept to the place he first wore those goofy socks, wearing those goofy socks again, and asked me to stay forever.

Although I didn't know the actual date he was going to propose, I knew it was coming. He made sure my nails were done and we were about to head to Mexico, so I just knew he would either propose before we left, or while we were there. I was surprised at the actual date it happened. He took me out to our favorite restaurant in Nashville, Bourbon Steak, and after we got into the car, he said, "We're not going home." Well I knew immediately what was about to happen. Little did I know HOW it was going to happen! As we were driving, he had made a video of all of my friends and family telling me how much they loved me and were excited for me. We pull up to a parking lot beside the place we had our first date. On the ground was a beautiful attempt at recreating the text thread he had sent to his friends after our first date that said "She's special, don't mess it up." I say attempt because Nashville heat is no joke in July so the roses were burnt to a crisp. Still adorable. He had my best friend Whitney hiding to take pictures of the proposal! Afterward, I thought we were just going to go into the bar and have a drink to celebrate, but waiting for us was a group of our closest friends! It was absolutely perfect.