we met on her grandparents farm. we drove around. we drove in the deep woods.
we giggled. a lot. i squealed A LOT! they showed me where brooke grew up shooting deer. (!!!)
her grandma made us brownies. (that were SO dang good)
and i fell in love with thomas and brooke just like i did when we met for ice cream.
i can’t wait for their magical wedding that they have planned for november.
grateful for the greatest job alive.