Montana carried the energy of vulnerability and honest love. It felt humbling and sincere. To me, it became a symbolic representation of Home. Not one that my human body has lived in, but a homely ground that my spirit is infused into. Intuitively, I knew that when Montana’s energy manifested in physical form in my life that I would indeed be at home within.

Read the why behind this place became so important and our first matching tattoos:
“tie me tight in little strands of paradise” a nod to John Mayer and his lyrical verses.

sonder
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

This is the long story short about our Colorado elopement location, meeting Dermot Kennedy, chasing the fullest version of ourselves, and a bookstore in Nashville.