From Meeting to Married in 90 Days 💍

A Testimony of God’s Faithfulness

*Before we dive in, a quick note: While this blog usually focuses on nutrition and health, today I’m pressing pause to share something deeply personal. Over the years, so many of you have been part of my journey—both professionally and personally—and have asked to hear this story. I hope this recap of the past nine months inspires you, fills you with hope, and strengthens your faith. 🙏✨

*Also, fair warning: It’s a long story! If you’d rather skip straight to the videos, you’ll find them linked at the end of this post. 😊

Our Love Story: A Journey of Faith and Waiting

Where do I begin? Perhaps it’s best to start here—before I met Nathan:

To my single self nine months ago,

I know you feel uncertain and weary now, but take heart: God has been orchestrating every moment and piece of your life to lead you to the one He has prepared for you.

Nothing you’ve been through will be wasted. In time, everything will make sense as it all aligns in God’s perfect timing—which it is, even if it doesn’t feel perfect or fair.

Believe the promises in His Word. When God says He will restore the years the locusts have stolen, trust that He will. And when He does, it will be immeasurably more than anything you could ever ask or imagine, just as it says in Ephesians 3:20.

In just a few short weeks, everything will become clear. You’ll even say you’d do it all over again. Yes, all the pain, all the waiting, and all the heartache. You’ll realize it was all worth it. Every tear, every prayer, every moment of loneliness and every ounce of faith you clung to—even when it was no bigger than a mustard seed—was preparing you for this.

You’ll stand at the altar on a Thursday in June (yes, this June!), look into the eyes of your husband, and thank God for His unwavering faithfulness, and you’ll share all of this. You’ll also praise Him for the strength He gave both of you to endure, to remain obedient, and to hold fast through the waiting.

Your story is a testament to His perfect timing and endless love, and while it’s still unfolding, these parts are beautiful, too.. Every tear you’ve cried is held by Him, every prayer you’ve prayed has been heard, and His promises will never return void.

This chapter is beautiful, but the best is yet to come. 💛

The Surrender Part 🏳️

In 2019 I felt God impressing upon me to restructure my businesses to make space to be a mom and a wife. Truthfully, I was proud of myself for my obedience to His calling, as my business and success had become such a central part of my identity for over a decade. So naturally, I thought I’d meet my husband at the end of that 18 month overhaul and restructuring process.

But before I could unite with my husband, I had to let go of attachments and hand idols over to God: my identity in my business, my dog, even my deep desire to be a wife and a mom. I realized that, despite how badly I wanted these things, none were guarantees. In fact, is anything in life guaranteed? I knew I had to release them all, no matter how difficult it would be.

I was to lay it all down at the altar and fully surrender. I had to make a declaration with every part of me that even if my desire to marry the man God had for me never came to pass, I would still praise Him. I had to promise that I wouldn’t become bitter or resentful, even if my dream of marriage and family didn’t happen. I vowed to continue loving others, loving the Lord, and walking in obedience. I had to intentionally and continually release marriage and family from the pedestal I’d placed them on, loosening my grip, all while still hoping for and contending for my future marriage and family. The key difference was in the posture of my heart: it wasn’t a controlling, entitled desire, but one rooted in trust that God, who placed these desires in my heart, is a good Father. I trusted that He would fulfill them—and even if He didn’t, I would still praise Him.

Every morning, I got on my knees, thanked God for all my blessings, and reminded myself that He is enough, even if I never received that dream. I placed my full trust in His goodness and timing, while detaching myself from my vision of what I thought my future should look like. Faith can’t be faith if it requires a specific outcome.

It wasn’t easy. There were times I kicked and screamed, felt angry, and even wondered if life was worth living. I had to walk through all of that, and looking back, I now realize that it wasn’t until I was truly in a place of complete surrender with a pure heart that God brought me my husband. There were many moments I thought I had reached that place, but I hadn’t—each time, I had to surrender just a little bit more.

I was also acutely aware that this was a spiritual battle. The enemy didn’t want my husband and I to unite, and temptations would arise, attempting to distract me. But I knew these were strategies from the enemy, and I knew that giving in would delay my blessings. While there were certainly times I stumbled along the way, I found encouragement in wise counsel, Scripture, and quiet impressions on my heart that I knew weren’t from myself.

I thank God it happened this way. I see now that the health of our marriage doesn’t come from desperation or bitterness but from both of us being fully surrendered to God’s will. We were both at peace with our lives, and now, joined together, we’re more complete than ever.

In my season of singleness, my pastor shared that obedience is directly linked to blessing. I had to stay on the narrow path out of love for God, not as a way to manipulate Him into blessing me. Yet, through that obedience, the blessing came.

And, though our whirlwind journey from meeting to marriage took only 90 days, so much had happened in our hearts and spiritual walks before we met.

We both spent daily time with the Lord, serving Him with our gifts, and staying intentional in our walk. We both made it clear on our dating apps that a relationship with God was non-negotiable. If someone didn’t mention their relationship with God, it was an automatic “No.” We also had other immediate deal-breakers (related to children, vaccines, and other values) that we wouldn’t compromise on, trusting that God placed those standards in our hearts, even when others thought we were being too “picky.”

My husband will share his story in his own way, but for now, I’ll say that our journeys have been strikingly similar. Perhaps the main difference is that I dated a lot, while he dated very little. I went on date after date, and though I wouldn’t say dating is inherently bad, I know now that my heart’s posture was one of fear and lack of trust. “FOMO,” as they say. I was afraid that if I missed a singles event, I might miss meeting my husband—what if he was there!? I had a hard time trusting that God would bring him to me in His perfect timing. Dating from a posture of surrender and trust is the healthy approach, and I don’t think I was always doing that.

When my husband met me, he hadn’t been on more than a few dates with anyone in 5 or 6 years. He trusted God’s timing, praying that when he met his wife, he would know without a doubt, and he can clearly recall the moment this happened for him the very night we met.

I once believed that marriage was a choice you made when you found someone it made sense to build a life with, and that God would bless it once you made that commitment. I imagined my husband would be like a combination of the best parts of my past relationships. How wrong I was. My husband is uniquely made for me, and I for him!

The Day We Met 💫

Our love story began on March 6th in Oceanside, California at a nice seafood restaurant on the ocean…. which you wouldn’t have known unless I told you because it was a (very rare!) rainy, dark night in Southern California.

I wore a pink dress, black rain coat, sparkly heels, and an open heart. I felt excited to meet him, certainly more than I usually am for dates, but not overly expectant. I viewed dating as an opportunity to get to connect with a new human who is created in God’s image, who I otherwise may never meet. And, I’ve been dating long enough to know that there are no guarantees.

What was unique? We’d actually matched a year before (!) on multiple dating apps. Guess the timing must not have been right… until now. Little did we know that we were about to embark on a journey that would change our lives forever.

In just a few hours, we covered a lot of ground—all of the topics that matter most to us—faith, family, freedom, marriage, children, vision, values—direct and no fluff. We even laughed when he asked if I felt like I was being interviewed. “Yes,” I said, and I felt really happy about it!

Our conversation was effortless. And No BS. I love that we both “cut to the chase.”
“Sex before marriage?”
“Want kids?”
“Vaccinated?”

At the core, we both focused on confronting the possibility, or even fear that this person may not be the right one, no matter how much you want them to be. And, nevertheless, we ended up aligning on every single thing. (In the past, there were times I’d try to make the person into the person I wanted them to be, or paint red flags green, thinking maybe things could change. We didn’t do that.)

We were wondering how we even matched because his home was 3+ hours away from me and he didn’t have his app distance set anywhere near San Diego.

How surprised were we to discover that we happen to attend the same church! I hadn’t found a theologically sound church in San Diego, so for half a year I’d been commuting up to the church he’s been attending for years. And I was even in a Tuesday night ministry with his mom!

By the end of the evening, I left feeling hopeful and excited, yet grounded. I’d been told “you’re too picky,” but I trusted that God knew my heart—and was now showing me someone who shared every value I hold close.

Our love story is a reminder: when it’s right, you’ll know. And you won’t need to settle. ✨

How We Knew ❤️

People often ask how we moved so quickly without feeling rushed. The truth is, every step felt perfect. We were confident in God’s plan, and it never felt hurried. There was no hesitation, only excitement and peace. Between dates, we each individually took time to pray, seek wisdom, and invite God into every decision.

The 3+ hour distance, while not ideal, we chose to view it as a blessing. It gave us space to reflect and pray rather than spending all our time together. In fact, two full weeks passed between our first and second date!

I used to think the phrase “when you know, you know” was too good to be true—until it became our reality. It’s hard to explain, but when God gave His confirmation, we knew it was right.

We also witnessed undeniable signs that God was in the details—things that really felt like a mathematical impossibility. From attending the same church (despite living hours apart) to discovering our dads grew up in the same town in Minnesota. (I would have never even thought to pray for a husband who lives in California, and has Minnesota roots!!) to both running health businesses to sharing the same rare mold allergy, therefore understanding each other in ways that others could never comprehend. And perhaps the wildest? We’d both picked the same unique first and middle name for a future daughter—decades before we met. I wrote it in my journal as a pre-teen; he’s loved it since his twenties. We trust that someday, God will let us use it. 💕

Throughout our relationship, we’ve experienced moments where God spoke to us individually in the same way—a beautiful confirmation of His hand in our journey. One remarkable example happened after our second date, on March 21st. Nathan felt God clearly tell him that I was the one he would marry, build a family with, serve in ministry alongside, and share an incredible life with. He wanted to express those sentiments but decided to temper his words, fearing he might overwhelm me. Instead of sending his original message, he texted me that day: “Cass, I am very sure about you and can’t wait to see you again.” A few weeks later, Nathan admitted to me that he had initially written a much bolder message: “Cass, I am going to marry you, have beautiful children together, do ministry work together, and have an amazing life.”

In an awe-inspiring turn of events, I later discovered that I had written nearly the exact same message in my journal on the morning of March 21st—the same day he sent his. That morning, I wrote: “I have finally met the man You have for me—the one I’m going to marry, build a life with, create a family with, and do ministry and kingdom work with.”

It wasn’t until weeks after that conversation, on May 4th, that I connected the dots. Reading my journal entry and realizing it mirrored what God had spoken to Nathan was a profound and undeniable confirmation of His presence in our relationship. The alignment of our hearts, guided by His words, continues to remind us that our union is part of a much bigger plan.

Everything continued to align and unfold in such a unique way, unlike anything we’d ever experienced with anyone else. It was clear to both of us that God was orchestrating it all. After just over a month of dating, it felt natural to “meet the parents.” We had dinner with his parents in California, and shortly after, he flew to Minnesota to meet mine.

During that trip, he asked my dad for my hand in marriage, while I kept my mom distracted. Shortly after, we had a premarital interview with our pastor to share our plans. While premarital counseling is almost always recommended at our church—and our pastor was certainly surprised by the timeline—he affirmed our plans. Based on everything, and most importantly knowing God had given us both the “green light,” he supported our marriage and encouraged us to skip premarital counseling and move straight into marital mentorship after the wedding.

We didn’t need anyone’s stamp of approval, but it felt like another divine appointment—one more “God wink” confirming His hand in our story. At that point, it was just a matter of “when,” and we took that question to God. 💍✨

When God Showed Us Our Wedding Date 📆

The night after our premarital interview, Nathan and I prayed, asking God for clarity about our wedding. Should we plan a Minnesota wedding in August or get married sooner? We knew we were meant to be married and we were eager to start our life together, and didn’t see a reason to wait, especially with our commitment to purity and the 3+ hour distance between us. But at the same time, we valued the idea of celebrating with friends and family, sharing our testimony, and creating a memorable experience for everyone we love.

August had been on our minds—my dad had even mentioned to Nathan that August is the most beautiful time in Minnesota, and if we were still dating, it would be fun to have him visit…not knowing Nathan was about to ask for my hand and that we would definitely still be together in August. :). But it was only May 10th, and August felt so far away.

We threw around the idea of eloping, but it felt important for us to include our parents in our ceremony. And we were not open to doing just a big “reception” later, as to us the marriage vows are much more important than the party, and that’s what we wanted our friends and family to witness. We needed God’s direction! What could we do…..

The very next day, I unexpectedly heard from my friend Lauren. As I shared our predicament, she gave me surprising advice: “Just elope and don’t tell anyone.” When I asked if I might regret it, her response floored me. “Wanna know a secret?” she said. Lauren then revealed that she and her late husband had secretly eloped just three months after meeting, six months before the wedding I’d attended! Only their parents knew.

That evening of May 11th, I shared Lauren’s story with Nathan, and it sparked new ideas. What if we married sooner in California, with just our parents and a few friends, and still planned a larger wedding for later? We started brainstorming dates.

July 6th came to mind—it would be our four-month anniversary—but it was Nathan’s birthday and a Saturday, which felt less ideal. We loved the idea of a Thursday for its simplicity and availability. Then it hit us: June 6th. It was exactly three months from the day we met, just three weeks away, and a Thursday — the idea felt perfect.

By the end of a long phone call filled with excitement and planning, we knew God had answered our prayer. The night before, we had no idea when or where we’d get married. But less than 24 hours later, we had clarity, direction, and peace.

God had spoken, and we were blown away once again. His guidance had been a constant theme in our relationship, and this was yet another “God wink” confirming His hand in our journey. 🙌✨

The Surprise Wedding 😲

The Location

Nathan and I share a love for surprises, so when planning our dream wedding, we couldn’t resist surprising our parents. He arranged for them to fly out to San Diego under the impression they were attending a surprise engagement on our three-month anniversary since meeting. Little did they know the surprise would be on them; they were about to witness our wedding!

I’d always dreamed of getting married with my “toes in the sand,” either by the ocean or a lake. Surprisingly, beachfront weddings in California aren’t very common. We needed a spot that could serve as both a proposal and wedding site, accommodate our parents nearby, offer a beautiful suite for us in a newish hotel, and included a lovely, delicious spot for dinner afterward. And we had less than three weeks to find it.

Just six days after choosing June 6th as our wedding date, Nathan drove down for a Friday evening date and we toured potential locations. One spot stood out—a public beach in Oceanside, directly across from a modern hotel and near plenty of other accommodations and restaurants. As we walked from the hotel to the beach, something about the area felt familiar. That’s when we realized it was right across from the restaurant where we had our first date! Since that night had been rainy and dark, we hadn’t recognized it initially, but in the daylight, it felt undeniably meant to be.

We toured other spots, including the breathtaking Sunset Cliffs, which offered dramatic ocean views but lacked nearby accommodations and the ‘toes in the sand” vibe. We were actually leaning toward Sunset Cliffs that evening, but when both of us prayed for guidance, the next day, we were surprised to discover that we both independently felt God confirming Oceanside as the place. The beach where it all began was where our wedding story would unfold.

The Plan

Nathan orchestrated a flawless “engagement” setup. Our parents, thinking they were attending a proposal followed by a formal dinner, arrived with proper dress for both events. While Nathan and I strolled along the beach, our families watched from the pier. At just the right moment, Nathan got down on one knee and popped the question.

After the “proposal,” Nathan asked everyone to take their time changing into formal attire for a family photo on the beach before dinner. Meanwhile, we sprang into action! We rushed to our suite, I slipped into my wedding dress, had my hair and makeup touched up, and the girls prayed over me. Nathan and the guys got ready separately, and we managed to keep our distance as to not catch a glance of one another until the ceremony! Once everyone was dressed and in position, it was go time.

I feel so grateful the photographer and videographer captured the moment our parents stepped onto the sand and realized it was our wedding once my dad saw our little sign that I designed! They got to let it soak in for a few minutes, and when they got to their seats we hand 2 handwritten thank-you cards for each parent, one from each of us.

Surrounded by a select few of the people who mean the most to us, an arch decorated with gorgeous florals and the ocean waves providing a soundtrack in the background, we exchanged vows on the beach. Right after we celebrated with a 5-course dinner at a Michelin-star restaurant, expertly coordinated by Nathan and their team. Oh and as a dietitian I should mention, we cut into our wedding cake and served dessert first while awaiting our first course!

The Day

Even the morning of our wedding felt special. Nathan picked me up with my wedding dress and overnight bag, and we grabbed our cake (I couldn’t wait to see what he’d had designed!) on the way to the site. We carefully avoided running into the parents, who were staying at a hotel right behind ours, thanks to timely updates from them to Nathan about their whereabouts. My friends and I got ready in a suite with a hair and makeup artist, and everything came together beautifully.

Of course, the day had its share of hiccups—our cake toppled, one of our moms almost missed the ceremony, and we even missed our first honeymoon flight the next day! But none of that mattered. The day was thrilling, beautiful, and God-honoring.

The Aftermath

To this day, months later, our parents are still marveling at how we managed to pull it all off. The joy and surprise of that day left everyone speechless and gave us an adventure we’ll treasure forever. It wasn’t just a wedding—it was the beginning of a beautiful, purpose-filled adventure, overflowing with His blessings.

Our love story is a testament to God’s faithfulness, the power of prayer, and encapsulates the abundant joy He’s brought into our lives, and the depth of purpose that he has placed deep within our hearts and within our souls. Our relationship is literally the fruit of His good nature at work in our lives individually, and now together.

My Husband Planned Our Entire Wedding 🙏

Both of them, actually. 😏 One of the most incredible things I experienced with my husband is how effortlessly I feel in my feminine energy around him. A perfect example? He planned our entire wedding in just two weeks—and then planned our second, larger 100-person wedding in just a month!

He wanted to spare me any stress and told me all I needed to do was find a white dress. He even asked if I’d be willing to surrender the planning entirely to him, letting him keep many details a surprise, including song choices, a foot washing ceremony in the middle of the wedding, the wedding cake design, florals, and bakery, the photographer and videographer choice, our honeymoon destination (I didn’t know where we were going until our second flight!). He promised to check in with me on preferences when needed, but otherwise, he’d handle everything.

At first, I was a little nervous—it’s so unlike me not to take charge! But once I let go, I loved it. I felt cared for and free to focus on fun, creative details, like ordering “Vow” books for us to handwrite in, cute thank-you notes and gifts for our parents, and, of course, attending dress fittings, writing my vows and packing for “somewhere warm.” The rest? Completely in his hands.

I wouldn’t do it any other way. Planning a wedding requires coordination, directives, and leadership—qualities that come so naturally to him in his masculine. I felt immense relief just sitting back, answering the occasional question, and letting myself be surprised. And wow, was I surprised—over and over again!

During our wedding, he surprised me with a beautiful foot-washing ceremony. He got a stunning gluten-free wedding cake that was possibly the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted. He organized the honeymoon of my dreams: an all-inclusive stay at a brand-new adult-only resort in the Dominican Republic with our room and huge balcony being right on the ocean. Even when we missed our flight the day after the wedding, he found a last-minute solution—a two-hour Uber to LAX to catch the final flight of the night, ensuring we didn’t lose a single day in paradise.

When we received our wedding photos and video while on our honeymoon, I was floored—they were pure masterpieces. I couldn’t stop thinking about how perfect everything turned out because I trusted him to take the lead on it all.

This whole experience—both weddings—was a beautiful lesson in surrender and partnership. By letting him lead, I not only got to enjoy the most perfect wedding and honeymoon but also discovered a deeper trust in him than I ever imagined. Had I tried to take control, I wouldn’t have experienced the joy, affirmation, and awe I feel now. His leadership made it all better than I could have ever dreamed.

The Unexpected, Very Welcomed, Immediate Pregnancy 🥹🤰

On July 15th, we returned to San Diego after a weekend of wedding showers in Minnesota, feeling incredibly blessed. It had been the best first month of marriage—and the best four months of our lives!

However, once we got home, I confided in Nathan that I thought I might be starting menopause. I’d experienced unexpected bleeding over the weekend, and since my aunt began menopause at 37—the same age as me—it seemed plausible. Nathan, ever steadfast in his faith, reminded me that God had already promised us children and assured me there was nothing to worry about. Surely, he said, my period would come soon.

The next morning, I woke up early and couldn’t stop myself from Googling what might be happening with my body. My search revealed three possibilities: menopause, cancer, or… pregnancy. Pregnancy! Could I be pregnant?

Suddenly, the thought seemed undeniable. I can only imagine Nathan’s surprise when, after I’d gone to bed the night before with tears in my eyes, worried about my ability to have children, I greeted him cheerfully in the morning with, “I’m pregnant!” Of course, I wasn’t certain, but the possibility brought immense relief compared to the other two outcomes I’d come across!

Later that day, I ordered a pregnancy test along with some groceries. I figured it might be too early to tell but, worth a try! While Nathan worked at the kitchen table, I prepared a surprise for him. I grabbed a baby shower card I’d purchased for a friend and inside wrote a note congratulating him on becoming a dad. I retrieved baby Bibles from a bin in the garage that I’d bought years ago and prayed over, placing them in a gift bag with the card. I even set up cameras in the bedroom to capture his reaction. Then I waited…

When the groceries arrived, I could hardly contain my excitement. I hurriedly snuck to the door, quietly grabbed the pregnancy test, and rushed to the master bathroom. Moments later, I saw two lines—immediately! I’d expected it to take several minutes, and possibly not even appear, but there they were. I must be very pregnant!

I tucked the positive test into the bottom of the gift bag and called Nathan into the room. He asked if it could wait a minute, and I insisted, “Not really!” His reaction was everything I hoped for—complete shock, confusion, joy, and pure happiness. He hugged and kissed me between pacing the room, while I giggled in my own disbelief. It was a night-and-day transformation from the uncertainty of the evening before!

We later realized we had conceived on July 2nd, less than a month after our June 6th wedding. I had concerns about getting pregnant at “our age,” and the ease of it all felt like a true miracle. Conceiving during my first cycle seemed remarkable, but knowing God is able made it no surprise. We believe this is His blessing—an answer to our obedience, our commitment to purity, and our desire to walk in His way.

We believe our story is a testament to divine intervention. From the beginning, our relationship has been marked by God’s presence, from our earliest conversations to our hopes for a future family. Every step feels like His perfect plan unfolding before our eyes.

The “Big” Backyard Minnesota Wedding 🎊

My dream was always to get married by the ocean or on a lake—and it turns out, I got both. 🙂

Two months after our California wedding, we celebrated with a “big” wedding on the lake I grew up on, right in my parents’ backyard. No wedding party, no fancy reception hall—and it was absolutely perfect.

I wore a different dress, which felt so fun! But before the night was over, I changed back into my original wedding dress because it’s still my favorite. And… I may or may not have ended up in the lake in the other one. 🙂

My dad surprised us by building an arch similar to the one from our California wedding, which was such a thoughtful touch, and our florist decorated it with flowers. My brother Jon officiated, making the ceremony even more special. I held back tears the entire time! That morning, my cousins and girlfriends joined me for hair, makeup and mimosas (thanks to my sister-in-law!), and Nathan and I shared a sweet “non-first-look-prayer” before the ceremony without seeing each other—a moment I’ll always treasure.

My dad delivered an unforgettable speech, and Nathan’s dad said a heartfelt prayer before dinner. Speaking of dinner, Nathan coordinated the most incredible catered meal—it’s hard to believe it was for a backyard wedding! Guests enjoyed charcuterie from the boards put together by Nathan’s nephews, and drinks from the champagne wall we borrowed from my sister-in-law and brother’s wedding while the ceremony space transformed into the reception area. Nathan’s aunt brought votives for the table, and his mom traveled all the way from California with a bag full of decorations.

As for me? I framed photos for each table, picked out the cakes (mainly because I wanted to do the cake tasting 😉), and hired my favorite photographer, who’s been capturing my business photoshoots for over a decade. Nathan handled the videographer, DJ, and even rented the biggest screen imaginable, hanging it from my parents’ deck.

And… surprise! It wouldn’t be “us” without a little extra twist. Just days before the wedding, Nathan created a slideshow with clips from the surprise video I took of him when I told him I was pregnant! That’s how we announced our big news to 100 of our closest family and friends. I was nine weeks along, and sharing that moment in person, with so many people we rarely get to see, was beyond special.

The day was truly divine. We got to share our testimony, restate our vows, and celebrate surrounded by so much love. And as the day flew by in a beautiful blur, we felt so grateful that we were already married. Having experienced our intimate ceremony first allowed us to be fully present and soak up every moment of this joyful day.

A Season of Fulfillment and New Beginnings 👶

We just celebrated six months of marriage—just nine months since the day we met—and in a few short months, we’ll welcome our little one into the world!

Life has changed so quickly, and it’s a testament to how God’s timing can transform everything in an instant. I’ll never forget the difficult times: the loneliness, the countless nights spent praying on my knees, and the relentless clinging to the smallest mustard seed of faith during what felt like long and impossible sessions. And yet, if given the choice, I’d do it all again—every moment of heartache and waiting—just to be living this life today. Every moment of heartache, every tear shed, and every season of waiting was worth it to be right here right now.

When His time was right, God moved swiftly and supernaturally. He brought me the man I had been praying for—the one He had been preparing for me, just as I was being prepared for him. My husband. everything came into focus. The highs, the lows, and the in-between—they all made sense. Now, our lives fit together like a puzzle, complete—or rather, still being completed, as our family grows.

Our story isn’t finished—it’s just beginning. To be continued, as His plans continue to unfold…

…and may I express my gratitude to you for being on this journey with us and reading this entire post!? 🙏

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Cliffs Notes version:

Too Long, Didn’t Read? Here’s the quick recap! 😊 My husband and I met in March, surprised our parents 90 days later with our wedding, conceived on July 2nd, and had a big Minnesota wedding in August. Through it all, we have been experiencing miracle after miracle. While the journey has been a whirlwind, every step has been intentional, beautiful, and a testament to God’s incredible goodness.

From Meeting to Married in 90 Days 💍