The Story Of How We Met

We’ve never formally discussed the story of how we met here on the blog. Everyone’s introduction and start is a little different and I love hearing how every couple originated, whether it be through an online dating app or through a “meet cue” at a coffee shop. Our story is one that we cannot take credit for, and to begin, we have to back up to our younger siblings:

My younger sister Elizabeth and Brandon’s younger brother Dillon went to high school together. They were friends and even after high school, they kept in touch with the occasional lunch date or gathering with friends. It was their Christmas break and the two of them met at a local cafe, catching up on life. They soon realized that both of their older siblings were single and looking to date. Dillon and Elizabeth didn’t take long to conspire a plan to make this work: a blind double date. They would accompany us to dinner somewhere, help the conversation, and hope for the best! During their lunch they made jokes about being matchmakers and how great it would be if they could become brother and sister in laws through marriage.

Fast forward to the night of the double date: I was a nervous wreck (partially because I hadn’t done a lot of dating in the past). Brandon claims he was nervous as well but didn’t really expect much. We went to a fancy restaurant downtown and I remember struggling to recognize any normal sort of item on the menu. Despite that, conversation went great and we extended the evening to a nearby bar that had a speakeasy vibe.

Brandon and I talked for at least two hours there, discussing careers, travel, dreams, and the future. Elizabeth and Dillon would probably claim that we totally ditched them at that point. Even though they were sitting in chairs next to our couch, they weren’t involved in our conversation. It was an instantaneous connection from night one, something that neither of us really expected.

I remember Brandon asking me what I was doing on January 22 (the night of our date was December 29). I thought that was a great sign if he was asking my schedule weeks in advance. At the end of the night, we exchanged numbers. He told me that he was headed to Las Vegas for the weekend (with Dillon) and he may not be able to text a lot. I prepared myself for minimal contact, even though I was giddy and excited with the possibilities. Despite what he said, he texted that very night, thanking me for the conversation. He then texted me the entire weekend and we made plans to see each other as soon as he got back from Vegas.

The rest is history. We saw each other constantly and got engaged within seven months. That very next December, only one year later from our original date, we were married.

What’s your story? Leave a comment and give us a summary of your first date below!