Oregon-raised, marketing-employed, sunshine-loving gal with an affinity for writing, banana muffins, Formula 1, and, of course, Luke Wilding.
Utah-born, IT-employed, running-loving guy with an affinity for movies, Spartan races, caffeinated beverages, and, of course, Jillian Peterson.














Please let us know if you'll be joining us. We'd like RSVPs on or before May 1st.
Our wedding will be an intimate celebration with close friends and family. Please stop by and see us at one of our open houses. We would love to see you!
We appreciate all of your love and support! Your presence at our wedding is gift enough, though should you choose to get us a gift we are registered on Amazon.
Can't wait to get the party started? Neither can we. Here's a little taste in the meantime.
Disclaimer: Jillian will probably add and remove songs up until the night before. So maybe don't get too attached.
The time will come when you decide that you would burn for the other even if there were no wind.
Even if the world were anoxic and flooded. Even if the rocks upon which sparks once flew disappeared. If your branches never turned to embers, if no one stoked the coals, you would burn.
There is nothing else. No one else.
Thus begins a marriage. Thus begins, I will burn brighter when you dwindle, and we will keep each other warm. We will rage on, together, in the pursuit of persisting love.
Relentlessly tame by decision, for devotion, and not swept up in the deluge of options, opinions, or obligations. None of it is forced. It is the convergence of two forces of nature, forces who are choosing to nurture fate. To nurture fate, and love it.
Forever. Endlessly.