We met on the sidewalk in front of our apartment building. Liza’s old building a few blocks away had caught fire and the water damage forced her to go looking for a new place in the neighborhood. After less than six months of dating, we let go of apartment 3A (Liza’s one-bedroom) and combined our lives one floor down in 2C (Jacob’s two-bedroom.)

Jacob proposed in September 2018 on the peninsula that juts into Prospect Park lake. Our audience was a baby raccoon and a few people walking their dogs.

Now after two years of a pandemic, and plenty of time to change our minds (we would never), we are making it official and getting married at the house where we spent lockdown. We can’t wait to see you all.