Love story

In a small town down south, where the sun kisses the fields, I was living my days, never knowing what fate would yield. Then Erin came along, a northern star, bright and bold, here for a wedding, her beauty a sight to behold. With her sparkling eyes and a laugh that could light up the night, she stole my heart in an instant, everything just felt right.

We talked ’til the stars faded, her wit sharp as a blade, smart and funny, my world shifted with every word she made. A year spun by like a whirlwind, love bloomed wild and free, I got down on one knee, and she said “yes” to me. We tied the knot where love first sparked, under skies so wide, Erin, my forever, my partner, my pride.

We chased horizons, hand in hand, from mountains to the sea, danced in foreign cities, just my northern girl and me. From Paris lights to desert nights, we carved our tale in stone, every adventure better ’cause I never walked alone. Now back home, our roots grow deep, with two kids, our pride and joy, a boy with her mama’s eyes, and a wild, curious boy reaching for the skies.

Erin’s got her garden, where flowers and dreams entwine, and a love for goats that’s hers alone, quirky and divine. We laugh, we love, we build our days, a family strong and true, every moment with her feels like a song that’s breaking through. From that wedding spark to this life we’ve sown, Erin, you’re my heart, my love, my home.