The day of the proposal felt like any other day… which is exactly how he planned it. The year before, we had visited his friend’s house in California, so when he said he wanted to go again, I didn’t think anything of it. Everything felt normal. I had even done my hair the day before—fresh blowout and everything—and of course, I made him pick out my outfit. He mentioned we were going golfing, which wasn’t unusual at all since it had become our thing. We were out there just vibing, taking turns, enjoying the day like we always do. At fifth hole, we decided to record ourselves to see what we were doing wrong with our swings. Right before I went, he randomly said, “pineapple.” It caught me off guard because that morning he had wanted to bring a pineapple, and I told him no because it had gone bad. I laughed it off, told him we didn’t bring it, and went ahead with my swing. I was focused on my golf ball… and then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him. He was down on one knee. Completely shocked, I turned to see his friend filming the whole moment. What I thought was just a normal day turned into the most unforgettable one of my life. And of course… I said yes 🤍