Six years ago Kyle and I met for the first time--even though I'd babysat his younger brothers, we'd attended the same church, and we lived down the street from one another since we were kids. After one summer night ride in a red pick-up truck, he knew "this was it," and so, not long after that, I met him at the end of the aisle. For a year and a half we worked long and hard at jobs with conflicting schedules until we felt like we were just ships passing in the night. We started thinking that there must be a better way.
Fast forward a few months and we'd moved to Colorado and started a small business--and had a baby, Mac. So now there are three Gowens living and working together in this little house with its in-garage shop. We are beyond grateful that our great perhaps is turning into a great reality.