Eric and I met at Winterfest, a local beer festival, on January 26, 2013. Eric was attending with friends and I was volunteering at the coat check. Joy’s House, the organization I work for, had been chosen as a philanthropic partner and all proceeds from the coat check were to benefit our mission.]
I was in the zone and completely oblivious to the fact that he had walked by my table at least five times trying to get my attention. At the end of the night, after a little bit of liquid courage, Eric approached me with the smooth line, "You're very beautiful." He was so genuine and did I mention that he called me beautiful?! I instantly knew that there was something different about him. So I gathered enough courage to chime back with, "I'm also very single" before walking away to find his coat among the racks. When I came back he quickly took the opportunity to get my number. He will tell you that I interrogated him for a full week before agreeing to go out on a date with him and he’s right, I did. Ten short months later, much to my surprise, we got engaged at the same restaurant we went to on our first date. I never would've guessed that I would meet my other half, my soul mate, at a beer festival, but there's no one in this world that I would rather spend my life with than him.
When it came time to plan our wedding, we knew we wanted something classy and timeless, but also fun, personal, and memorable to us as a couple and a family. Most importantly to us was making sure my daughter, Hannah, was included in the details and the planning. It was after all her day, too. She attended tastings, helped us meet with vendors and was there the day I said yes to the dress! And, on that Saturday, she did me the honor of being my Maid of Honor.
Our wedding day was beautiful and one I will never forget. My favorite part of the day? I don’t think I could choose just one. I could say it was the moment that our priest, Father Paul, announced us as man and wife. My face was priceless. Or when the band sang “Happy Birthday” to my brother who turned 31 that day and graciously allowed me to steal his thunder. But I think if I had to choose just one moment it would be slow dancing with my husband and daughter and knowing that we were officially a family.