“We should drink tea together sometime. Like make a whole pot of tea and just sit around and drink it together. We could even have little tea cakes and sandwiches to go with the tea.”
“Are you trying to trick me into having a tea party with you?”
This is all you need to know about my relationship with my husband.
Tyler and I wrote this together in tandem for our wedding day. This is the Story of Us.
It began at a coffee shop on Green street in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. Little Amps Coffee Roasters is well-known in the city of Harrisburg for its superior coffee, but to me, it’s the place I fell in love. I had to work at a Christmas party that night for my internship. It was an Ugly Christmas Sweater party for the neighborhood, and my job was simply to help set up and mingle.
I just got back from the barbershop and I remembered that there was an ugly Christmas sweater party going on at the coffee shop across the street. It was getting a little late but Matt and Ashley had just given me a trash bag full of Goodwill sweaters so I figured I’d throw one on and head over for a few minutes. I never had too much luck at those types of events, I’d usually show up, say hi to an acquaintance or two, get bored, and leave. That’s about how the sweater party was going and I was probably about to leave when I started talking to Brigette.
It was a wonderful evening filled with laughter, drinks, ugly Christmas sweaters, and games. I took a break to eat, standing at the counter with my sandwich. Then a boy appeared beside me and I said hello. I swear our conversation froze time, because the next thing I knew, my boss was politely interrupting us because she needed me to help her clean up.
I can’t remember who started talking to who, but I remember feeling a connection as soon as we got talking. She complimented me on my sweater, I started rambling about comics. I couldn’t believe she was still listening to me as I rambled on about whatever I was reading at the time and then she told me she was writing a book of her own. We were talking for over half an hour or so when I realized I didn’t get her name so I told her a story with my name in it, and she did the same. I was having a wonderful time talking to her.
I got home that night and laid on my roommates’ floor, telling them about this charming boy I had just met. I told them that I really hoped I would run into him again.
Eventually she had to get back to work since it was her employer throwing the party. I remember stepping outside and feeling like something big just happened to me. There was no way I could keep this to myself, I had to talk to someone so I called Ben to tell him about Brigette and figured out that I had to cancel all the lame Okcupid dates, any and all prior engagements and get this girl out on a date as soon as possible. I hung up and called my Mom and had the same exact conversation, and then I called someone else right after.
That was Thursday, December 19, 2013, and we had our first date at a nice restaurant the following Monday. She’s had my heart ever since!
It was only a few days later that he asked me to dinner. We met at Home 231 on North street and talked for hours over dinner. One date became two, and two became four, until January 17th, 2014 when he asked me to be his girlfriend. Three and a half years later he asked me to be his wife. And today, before all of our closest friends and family, we say I Do.