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Sunday,
31 Aug. 2025
Invite You To Share In Their Joy
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Saugatuck, Michigan
rmony
1:30 pm
ocktail Hour
2:30 pm
Recption
4:30 pm
o souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.
"For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh."
Matthew 19:5-6
You're all invited!
We’re so excited to celebrate with a mini destination wedding in one of our favorite places — Saugatuck, Michigan — surrounded by sand dunes, sunsets, and the people we love most. While we’re keeping our celebration intimate due to travel and space, we want everyone we care about to feel deeply included, whether you're joining us in person or celebrating from afar.
To help keep everyone in the loop and feeling the love, we’ve created two ways to participate — whether you’re Celebrating in Saugatuck or part of our virtual Celebration Circle at home, no matter where you are on our big day, you're part of our story.
Our
Story
The
Proposal
(As told by the bride-to-be) It started out like a regular day, which—looking back—makes the surprise of it all even more magical. Thomas began driving after an afternoon movie date on Resurrection Sunday. He wouldn’t tell me where we were going, which isn’t unusual for him. He does that a lot—just starts driving, turning the day into a little adventure. Our first stop was in Detroit, on the Eastside where he grew up. He pointed out his old house, and we drove through the neighborhood. He talked about how much everything had changed since he was a kid—how different it all looked now, but how it still held a great deal of significance for him. Next, we pulled up to his old elementary school, and then finally to our high school—the place where we met. As we sat there, he began sharing memories tied to that space. One moment, in particular, stood out to him: his final week of senior year. Thomas was a year ahead of me in school, and he remembered a day when I stopped him in the hallway. I told him I’d miss him. I asked for a hug. I’ll admit—I didn’t remember it as vividly as he did. But somehow, that made it even more special. Because he remembered for the both of us. And then… right there in the car, parked outside our high school, he proposed. It was quiet and thoughtful, nostalgic and intimate. And so very “us.” That moment turned a simple drive into the start of our forever.
Margarita
I first saw you in 10th grade Algebra—my first year at a new school, and my first experience in a co-ed classroom. I had just transferred from a private school, and everything about public school felt big and unfamiliar. The classroom was filled with upperclassmen, and as someone with terrible eyesight and a shaky grasp on math, I naturally chose a seat as close to the front as possible. You were already there—right beside me. To say I was overwhelmed would be an understatement. The subject was hard, the faces were unfamiliar, and I felt like a small fish in a much bigger pond. But there you were, a quiet presence next to me. While others competed to make the class laugh, you stood apart—focused, calm, and thoughtful. You always seemed to have the right answer, or you were determined to find it. It didn’t take long for me to notice that you were different: poised, mature beyond your years, and deeply intentional. There was something magnetic about that. Whenever we had the chance to partner up, I’d always make sure to join you and our mutual friend. I told myself it was because you were good at math—and we really did make a dream team. For the first time, math began to make sense. But if I’m honest, it wasn’t just the formulas clicking into place. My heart started to skip a beat every time you spoke. I began to look forward to Algebra. Not for the equations, but for the quiet joy of being near you. There was something stirring in me even then—an unspoken pull. I kept it hidden. I never told you how I felt. Not then. But whenever our eyes met, something in me awakened. And though I never said a word, that feeling—soft and quiet like a prayer—never left me. I carried it with me through high school, through college, through my twenties... until the day God brought us back together in our thirties. What once felt like a fleeting crush revealed itself to be a seed planted long ago, faithfully waiting for its season to bloom.
Thomas:
I remember my senior year, standing in the hallway, saying what I thought at the time was a “final” goodbye. Hugging you in that moment, feeling the weight of it, the bittersweet mix of gratitude and sorrow, knowing that life was about to take us down separate paths. It was a hug filled with everything unspoken—the laughter, the memories, the trust we had built through the months/year. But God had other plans. Almost twenty years later, against all odds, He wove our stories back together again. What once felt like an ending was never meant to be. Instead I realized, it was only a pause, a chapter waiting to be continued. And now, here we are, getting married, rediscovering everything we thought was left in the past, proving that time never truly erases what is meant to be. Some journeys take detours, some goodbyes aren’t really goodbyes at all. I’m grateful for that, grateful to God and I’m grateful for you.
e Can't wait o Celebrae with You!
