How We Met
We met at Myrtle Beach for the first time through mutual friends. I knew when I first saw him that I loved him. I never believed in love at first sight until I met him. But it’s just like they say, it only takes one time. A couple of years later, after much turmoil in our other relationships, Dru randomly texted me “good morning, beautiful,” one morning.
I was at home for the summer in Lancaster, and he was still in Columbia, about an hour and a half drive. He drove all the way to Lancaster just to take me out. One night, we went to this tiny little hole in the wall restaurant we both loved called “Grinders.” He told me he had finally come to his senses and that he wanted to give us a try. And the rest, I guess you could say, is history.
how they asked
Dru and I go to the state fair every year in October, either with friends, by ourselves, or with my dad and his family. This year was extra special because, at the top of the Ferris wheel overlooking Columbia, he got down on one knee in a little pod and asked me to be his wife. It was so sentimental to me, and I’ll never forget that night.