Those fears dissolved at the end of their first year together when Ms. Harris’s grandfather and Ms. Bishop’s father both died. Ms. Bishop, who describes herself as someone who hates to show emotions, found herself openly grieving with Ms. Harris. “I never let anyone in, at all,” she said. “I don’t know what it was about Kacey. Actually, yes I do. She loved so easily.”
After two years, Ms. Harris transferred to the University of Texas at San Antonio, where she graduated, and moved in with Ms. Bishop, not an easy transition. They argued about little things like Ms. Harris’s daily run to Starbucks. (“I was like, ‘Babe, that adds up!’” Ms. Bishop said.) And, more serious things like the fact that Ms. Bishop often seemed more like a mentor or a parent than an equal, always encouraging Ms. Harris to work hard and get good grades. “She hated that I was mothering her,” Ms. Bishop said. “She wanted a partner. I didn’t see that until we almost broke up.”
They sought advice from song lyrics and the Sunday sermons at Oak Hills Church, a nondenominational church in their neighborhood. “What brought us closer together was going to church,” Ms. Bishop said.
In 2017, the couple moved in with Ms. Bishop’s mother in San Antonio, which brought them even closer together, in every way. “Her house was a little over 1,000 square feet,” Ms. Bishop said. “Imagine that with three women and five dogs. I don’t know how we survived.”
The couple recently bought their own house and often spend weekends working on it. “ I’m very handy,” Ms. Bishop said. “I got my daddy’s tools after he died. I installed our ceiling fans. I installed a storm door. I installed our chandelier.”
Ms. Harris said, “We fight over who gets to mow the lawn, we love it so much.” They began talking about getting married mainly because they want to have children, soon.
