someone once told me — “if you kiss your friend and it’s good, you’ll end up together.”

full sun, full summer, high sun, high summer—she slid into his DMs and here we are.

the love and the joy and the shelter you can receive from another person. love is loudest of sounds.

through fate and pajamas their lives intertwined. and here we are. and everything paused except for that little room. and everything a living moving breathing thing.

the windiest day, atop a hill in rolling-green-texas. sunshine on everything, the world was quiet and hunter made good on a promise, true to his word, 2020 would be their year.

she found Jory in Costa Rica. the surfer with the cafe. living a quiet life, enjoying what was right in front of him. and there they stayed. Under sun and palm. Falling into the slowness together.

lauren describing the moment she knew she wanted to be with jeremy for life. and their back and forth retelling of the proposal and that first giant mountain that towered over us when we came around the pass and that perfect dreamy overcast that still allowed us to see the height and glory of the mountains circling the lake.