Our love story started on Bumble—proof that God can use anything, even an app, to put the right person in your path. His bio said, “Just an electrician looking for a spark.” Mine said, “Looking for a blue-collar boy who can handle my bullshit.” Clearly, we were bound to collide. Our first date was at Valley Fair. He knew that day he was going to marry me. I… needed a little more convincing. He was steady and kind—a type of love I wasn’t used to—and trusting something that healthy felt unfamiliar. But when God places the right person in your life, the pieces fall into place no matter how hard you try to keep your walls up. And he chipped away at mine almost as fast as I could build them. Alex is everything I ever prayed for in a husband—and the future father of my kids—even if he does enjoy rage-baiting me for sport. Somewhere between the spark, the slow trust, and the quiet certainty, our little Bumble match turned into something meant to last. Fast forward to now: we’re getting married, building the life we asked God for, and trusting Him to lead us every step of the way.