I never believed in fate until I met my Fiance. Our entire story was simply based upon being in the right place at the right time. My best friend lives in Alabama and she last minute had an extra ticket to see Taylor Swift in Baton Rouge, Louisiana on May 22nd. She offered me the ticket if I could find a way to hop on a plane and get there with three days notice. I honestly don't know how I managed to come up with the money and everything last minute, but I did. We went to the concert and ended up meeting Taylor before the show (if I had any idea what the future would have held for me I would have thanked her then and there for bringing Matt into my life.) Anyways, let's jump ahead 2 days. I went to a house party at my friends brothers house and that's where I met Matt. The funny thing is, neither of us really drink and we met at a party lol. We hung out almost every day up until the point I had to go home and the rest is honestly history. I've been back to visit him several times since then and he's been to Canada to visit me and meet my family. If I could go back to that week I wouldn't change a thing. They say, everything happens for a reason. I am so thankful for Matt.
