I met my husband my Sophomore year at Baylor University. We attended church together, and since I didn't have a car and needed a ride to church one week, he offered to drive me. This is where it all began. We had a great time chatting on our drive to church, but I was naïve and didn't realize he liked me until he sent me flowers a few days later. I remember having no idea who the flowers were from. After that, we dated for two more years, some of it long distance, as my Architecture degree required me to do my Senior year at Washington University in St. Louis. This is where he proposed. He flew up Easter weekend to visit me, and honestly, I knew it was coming. I only saw him every other month, and we had talked about getting married the summer after we graduated so he was really running out of time. We took a picnic lunch at the picturesque Forest Park in St. Louis. If you've never been to St. Louis, it is basically a smaller version of Central Park in NY. We sat in front of a fountain where he asked me to marry him. I, of course, said "YES!" Our wedding was held at a beautiful library on Baylor's Campus, and now here we are, 17 years into our marriage, and I would do it all again!