“Adam, did you get help picking out the ring?”
“No, I saw it and knew it was perfect; it was Stacy.”
Can we get a collective awww from the crowd?
Stacy and I go back about 5 years to the college summers we spent working together at the photo studio by my hometown. It’s always rewarding to photograph those that I know because I’ve seen her since before Adam, when we were splitting our pants during pizza party lunch breaks in the yard (okay, maybe I was the only lucky one with the loose seams) to now after, when I can see how happy her new fiance makes her, and how big her smile gets when she even hears the two syllables of his name. I’ve got a preeeetty good feeling that at the rate these two are going, that they’ve got a marvelously happy life ahead of them. 
Knowing Stacy, I shouldn’t be surprised that she made her necklace… But I do and I am.
KH
