When I moved back to Colorado last fall I knew that I was where I was supposed to be. Everything just felt right. I was close to my family, my business was growing, and everything just seemed to fall into place.
After church every Sunday one of my friends, Ryan, would host brunch at his condo. I was a little hesitant to go to brunch until I learned that they would be having waffles: my weakness. Eating waffles soon led me to meeting Ryan's roommate: Travis Whitsitt. Travis and I got along well and could talk easily. I typically get along better with guys so I didn't think much of it. Besides, he was dating someone else.
A few weeks later I was talking to my mom and I told her that Travis and his girlfriend had broken up. My mom instantly lit up. So when are you two going to date? she asked.
My face instantly scrunched up. What?! I am never dating Travis, I told her.
A few days later I invited Travis to a Bikram Yoga class. Travis professed how wonderful Yoga X (from P90X) was so I decided that I had to put him in his place and show him the best kind of yoga on earth. He came and I was still oblivious to the fact that he might like me or that I even liked him. After class he walked me to my car and asked me to go out to dinner with him later that week. I was completely taken aback but I still accepted his offer.
Then out of nowhere I found myself really excited to go on a date with Travis. Not nervous, just excited. As we walked around City Park later that night I found myself completely at ease; not typically how I feel on first dates.
We spent the next few days together and I realized that we might be dating. Dating? Well that was definitely not in my plans for 2010 so I told Travis that we should just be friends for now.
Riiiiiiight.
That lasted for about.... 3 days. We've been inseparable ever since.
Travis was accepted into Northwestern's Law school, one of the best in the country. Unfortunately that meant Travis would be leaving Colorado to live in Chicago this fall. We both agreed that long distance was not something that would work for us. So that left us two options: break up or move to Chicago.
I wasn't quite ready to let Travis go so I decided to move to Chicago. After a few stumbling blocks I found a perfect place to live as well a job. Everything fell into place and things just felt right again.
We had been in Chicago for just a few days when Travis pulled me over by the windowsill. Looking out the window you can see Lake Michigan and the nighttime lights. He began to recall a conversation that we had had a few months ago. I listened to the sweet things he said and was once again oblivious to what was happening. Soon he was down on one knee asking me to marry him. I was completely surprised but I still knew the right words to say: Yes!
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| Taken from our recent trip in Holland, Michigan. |
We'll be getting married this December back home in Colorado! :)

















































