We met as friends first. Our friend groups naturally blended during our senior year of high school, and suddenly we were all hanging out all the time. Little by little, we realized how much we enjoyed each other’s company, and eventually we started meeting up just the two of us—our first unofficial date being Pinecrest Bakery (which we kept a secret lol) Francisco told me that the other friends ‘couldn’t make it,’ but later I found out he had strategically arranged it so it would be just the two of us. After that we went on an official first date and that same day, he confidently said, ‘If you’re not looking for something serious, we should just stay friends… because I really like you and I’m not here to mess around.’ Subtle, right? Looking back, it's so clear that God was gently bringing us together the whole time - through friends, our timing, and every little moment that led us there. After that bold declaration, we kept going on dates, kept pretending it wasn’t obvious, and well… the rest is history.
After what I thought would be the perfect, well-planned proposal for Adriana, everything went completely off script. We had rented a cabin in Georgia, and I had this whole plan to propose on a beautiful trail with a waterfall … but the trip took a crazy, catastrophic turn. Our car broke down, we got stuck in the woods in the mountains, and pretty much nothing was going right. So when we finally made it to the cabin—covered in mud, exhausted, and just grateful to have survived the day—I knew I needed at least one thing to go right. I got down on one knee, dirty and all, and asked her to marry me right then and there. After everything we survived on that trip, and with God's hand over us through it all, I know there’s nothing we won’t overcome together in our marriage.