At any point in our story, one could easily think they were at the climax of it.
We met the weekend after I graduated with my Bachelors Degree and the weekend after Bradley arrived in Washington on his next set of orders from the Marine Corps. This also happened to be two weeks before I started studying for the LSATS on my journey to law school. Perfect timing, huh?
Less than a week after meeting, Bradley thought it was a good idea to take me skydiving. Who doesn’t enjoy the opportunity to jump out of an airplane with a perfectly good stranger? Two weeks after that I went camping with him. But not normal camping. No. His style is 2 AM driving through dried river beds and cutting down trees to get to some lake his fancy watch could see on a topographic map. Our camping adventures became central to our identity as “Bradley and Mariah.”
We traveled over an hour several times a week to see each other. We had to either drive, in his case, or walk, in my case, to the ferry. And then take the ferry. And then drive or bus to the other’s house. I guess we liked each other.
Within a handful of weeks the conversations began about the potential of deployments and how this is something I would need to be okay with if this relationship was something we were going to pursue. Not long after this, we started talking about what kind of wedding the other wanted whenever we got married to SOMEBODY. We were not yet willing to admit at that point we both knew it was OUR wedding we were talking about. But it quickly became our conversation point around the campfire during our frequent campouts in the woods.
I submitted my law school application the week before he asked me to move in with him. One week after that, me, my cat and all my stuff found its way to his place. One week after moving in with him, he flew me home to Indiana to meet his family. And yes, I had the guts to actually unpack all of my stuff before this happened.
I got my law school acceptance letter from Seattle University School of Law a matter of months later, and began classes almost exactly a year after we met. Just to add a little more spice, we got a kitten and a puppy right before I started classes. Because what could be more crazy than the skydiving, right?
At this point, the talk of proposal was heavy in the air. Right in step with all of the other climatic timing we have had, Bradley proposed two weeks before my first set of finals. We were camping for my birthday, and he popped the question at the end of a hike along the river.
Now, here we are. As we finish the final steps of wedding planning, Bradley is making decisions about where his next duty station will be. Likely somewhere in Europe. About nine months after getting married, Bradley will move across the world while I stay in Washington to finish my last year of law school. Then, I will follow him wherever he gets sent.
Our love story has been nothing shy of exciting. There is yet to be a chapter that does not seem like a climax. I don’t anticipate we will have one that does not. That is my favorite thing about our story. Bradley brings out an inner adventurer in me that likes to stay dormant. Unless I am with him. I will adventure through the woods, the sky, or the world forever with him.
Venue: Bostic Lake Ranch
Photographer: Briana Morrison Photography
Caterer: Portley Pig BBQ
Wedding Dress: David’s Bridal
Alterations: Nicole Tunkara
DJ: Sounds Unlimited
Hair & Makeup: Salon Maison
Bar Service: Party On The Rocks