Craig&Cindy

Some love stories start with fireworks. Ours started in a car—with a friend who clearly saw what we couldn’t.

We had known each other all our lives. Same circles, same community, same everything—yet somehow, we never once thought, “Hey, maybe this could be something.” Then one day, while driving with a mutual friend, she casually turned to Craig and asked: “Why don’t you go for Cindy?”

That simple question hit harder than expected. Craig pretended to laugh it off—but inside he was thinking, “Wait… why don’t I go for Cindy?” And just like that, a spark was lit. Quietly. Naturally. At exactly the right time.

From there, things didn’t suddenly become romantic or dramatic. Instead, we just… kept being ourselves. Long chats. Random drives. Church events. Moments of serving in the Lord’s work, side by side. We were comfortable—the kind of comfortable that feels like home long before you call it love.

Eventually, we both felt it. That shift. That moment you look at someone you’ve known forever and think—“Oh no… I actually like this person.”

We’ll both deny who fell first—but we know the truth.

As our relationship grew, the beauty of it was in its simplicity. Our lifestyles fit together like they were always meant to. Our values lined up. Our priorities matched. Our faith brought us closer. Serving the Lord together didn’t just strengthen us—it made everything easier, lighter, and filled with purpose.

Our families saw it too. Our parents adored the two of us together and supported us wholeheartedly.

And deeply woven into our story are two souls who shaped who we are—and who we carry with us into every room, every season, every moment.

Cindy’s mom—our beloved Pammy. Pammy was the kind of person everyone gravitated towards. Warm, welcoming, full of heart—she had a gift for making anyone feel at home. Pammy passed away on 20 March 2025, but her presence remains in every part of this journey. We feel her in the way Cindy loves, in the compassion she shows, in the warmth she brings into every space.

Craig’s dad—our beloved Mark. Mark Davey was a man of quiet strength and deep love. Mark passed away on 1 March 2026, just months before this day he so deeply looked forward to. His presence will be carried in every moment—in Craig’s laugh, in the tenderness between us, in the faith that guided us here.

This is the beginning of our always—and we are so excited to celebrate it with all of you.

From Maybe to Davey 🌿