After meeting on Facebook Dating, Brent suggested Mariners HB, but Cheri refused to meet someone for the first time at her job. With plans for the rest of the week, Brent asked, “What about tonight?” Hesitant and curious, Cheri replied, “Okay… let’s just get it over with.” An hour and a half later they met in the Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf parking lot in Seal Beach on one of the coldest, windiest nights of the year. The shop closed 15 minutes after they arrived, but neither wanted the evening to end, so they walked. Layered in one of Brent’s oversized sweatshirts over her sweater and jacket, they wandered for another hour and a half, talking about life, faith, family, and everything in between. Between the freezing wind, the laughter, and the easy conversation, two strangers quietly became something more. From the start, being together simply felt natural—like God had been writing a story neither of them could have planned, and both are so grateful He did.

Our love story grew through daily love letters Brent would write each morning. They started and ended every day in prayer over the phone.

Brent sent Cheri a song by Russell Dickerson, Yours and then invited her to his and 17 other concerts.

One of the many things we’re grateful for is the new home God provided us. We will spend the summer getting it ready for Cheri and Max to move in after the wedding.

On Memorial Day, as we were putting up paint swatches and trying out pillows, Brent got down on his knee and proposed. Rod Stewart was playing in the background and there were many tears of joy!