Universes collided on a San Marcos summer afternoon. The year was 2017, the place was a rooftop patio, and the people were a loud Texan and a confident Tennessean. A twist of fate initiated a brunch that changed the world.

Trying to summarize our love story is no easy task. We might start with our first conversation, which was related to the authenticity of a certain cousins Irish accent. Or we could tell you about our first date at a stand-up comedy show, where we didn’t hear a single joke because we were too lost in laughter, telling one another our own stories—stories we didn’t realize at the time would never exist without the other again.

Since then, we’ve covered a lot of ground: Together we’ve experienced new homes, friends, and careers. Climbing mountains and swimming rivers along the way. Always making time to stop into museums, ice cream shops, plant stands, and thrift stores in whatever small town crossed our path (and frequently doing it with our cat, Mabel).

Maybe our latest story is our best summary. It was Christmas Eve in Santa Fe. We had spent all day together learning to ski. After a late-night paper lantern-lit walk, we wandered into an empty courtyard downtown. There was a light snow in the air and candles lining the fountain behind us when Lauren said, Yes!

Sometimes we laugh while wondering what’s coming next. But as long as we have each other, we know it will be a story worth writing. With our next chapter being titled, The McCabes!

Love,

Conor & Lauren

Registry