Our love story seems simple, and for me, it seems like it was designed just for us. Chance and I met when we were young. My mother organized junior rodeos in our home town for kids; Chance and his brothers would come compete in them. Our parents became friends then, and for years after they would touch base every so often. I don’t really remember Chance though. I was a little girl ( maybe only 5 or 6 years old). At that time, I couldn’t have cared less about a boy.

We grew up in different towns, but our interests were much the same. Fast forward to June of 2020 when my friend Cam invited me to come rope with him and his friend Chance. I didn’t think twice about it, until I showed up and there was this cute tall blonde boy on a big bay. From that moment on, I had a big crush. That night was supposed to be a chill night of roping with the boys, but it soon became a night of me trying to “act cool”. I convinced myself to try and talk to this boy, who I didn’t think I knew. I tried to introduce myself to Chance, but with a load of attitude he said, “I know who you are, our parents are friends.” He proceeded to tell me about my family and the jr rodeos. I felt dumb. How did this cute boy know me but I don’t know him? I then tried to start up another conversation, and he responded…but it was a short response.     

At that point I gave up trying to talk to Chance. We roped some more until Cam had to leave in a hurry. Then it was just chance and me there, and I again felt awkward as I tried even more to not say the wrong thing! At that point, the roping ended because we both ONLY head. Right before I was going to leave, I offered to help Chance unsaddle horses. He proceeded to shut me down, yet again. I told him to tell Cam to invite me over more often to come rope. Chance then “smoothly” said “here have my number, you can text me”. Of course I was so flattered , and I thought that meant he was going to ask me out. I waited and waited for him to ask me out, and it never happened. I would always see him at the ropings, and I always made sure I would go over and talk to him. We texted and talked every so often, but it wasn’t until months later, in January when we went on our first date. Soon after that we spent every day together. 

Early into our relationship I prayed to know if Chance was someone I should continue to pursue. Later that same night when we were together I felt my mom (who had previously passed away in 2012) whisper to me, “it’s him.” After that I wasn’t ever worried about where are relationship would go. I was able to let down every single wall of mine and be totally open with him. It’s easy being with him. Chance is my best friend; we do everything together. We have the same goals, and we put each other first. However, Chance says if we are to be a team roping team that I need to learn to be the healer. Most people are lucky to marry the love of their life; I am lucky enough to marry my best friend.

Photographer – Jessie Lyn Photography
Dress – Bell Tower Bridal 
Suit – Cody James 
Hair – Beauty by Bree
Hat – Resistol
Her Shoes – Azulado Boots 
His Shoes – Justin
Rug – Cal Ranch Stores 
Ring – Rocky Mountain Diamond