love story
"Even though people in our lives knew each other, in ten years we’d never
crossed paths. After both moving to Canada, a friend suggested that as expats we get in touch. When we met, I was in a white dress and Luke was all in
black, just like our wedding day.
When we were leaving Canada, Luke surprised me with what he calls, "The
Tour of Love". We drove to every place in Vancouver that was special to
us, from the first house he stayed in when we started messaging, to my
sister’s apartment where we met, to the restaurant we had our first date, our
apartments, the bar we got kicked out of…everything! There were a lot of
tears and laughs. At the end, he took me to my favourite spot overlooking the
Burrard Street Bridge and dropped down on one knee. It was perfect!”