One weekend on a trip home for my twenty first birthday, Josh took me out on a date to celebrate. He elaborately planned for us to relive our firsts: First date – dinner at Logan’s Steakhouse. I felt like this was a little lame for my twenty first birthday. Then he had procured our church

Josh and I fell right back into our relationship, but in a new and better way – at first. I started sending him a “Question of the week.” There were things, I realized, that we still didn’t know about each other. Real and important things that we needed to learn and know. So, I started

If it isn’t already clear by the rolled bangs and baby face, Josh and I were, by almost every definition of the term, “late bloomers.” We were church kids. Fly under the radar kids. Do the right thing kids. It’s just who we were and how the chips landed for us. Or rather, it’s how