Well, you get a little something like us.

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Our story began in the throes of the pandemic. With an influx of free time and the world at a standstill, two people decided to try meeting strangers on the internet, eventually swiping on each other. I was drawn to the witty smiling boy pretending to hang off a cliff at Moab, he to the inquisitive girl who asked about more than using his flight benefits. And so we started talking.

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And then we talked more, our chats growing longer. We would Facetime, discussing everything from politics to paddle boarding. The impact of Theology on worldviews, and stupid internet references.

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And so it continued, Facetimes turning into a first date. Then a second. Then more as the weeks ticked into months. Months ticked into years. 

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And after a while, what bloomed in the desert set down roots in Newnan. 

A quaint town on the Atlanta perimeter where we bought our first home. We built the garden we’ve always wanted, planted a small orchard, got chickens, and started beekeeping, slowly achieving dream after dream together.

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Dreams that a little girl from Spokane, Washington, and a boy from Bethlehem, Pennsylvania would have hoped for, but never known possible to achieve.

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So, Justin felt it was only right to start the next chapter of our lives together in the city where it all began. He proposed at the Phoenix Botanical Gardens with the towering organ cacti as the backdrop to the ending of one chapter and the start of the second. 

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And that's how we ended up here. With you. Inviting you to come to our little storybook town to start the third chapter of our life together as Justin and I share vows this autumn. 

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All our love,

Tiffany & Justin