Surprise! We're getting married!

We met in October 2024 at church, though you wouldn't have guessed we'd end up here from that first encounter. Dorian was incredibly shy—so shy, in fact, that he basically ignored me for two whole months. I didn't think much of it at the time; church was a place to connect with God and community, and not everyone is as outgoing as me. Everything changed when Dorian began the onboarding process to join the worship team. As he grew more comfortable, he became bolder, and our friendship began to flourish. We discovered we shared so much in common: a passion for music, a genuine love for people, and above all, a deep and unwavering love of Jesus. This formed the foundation of what would become something far greater than either of us realized. What I didn't know was that Dorian had started catching feelings early on. While he was quietly falling for me, I remained completely oblivious to every sign. I chalked up his kindness, his attentiveness, his lingering conversations to one thing: respect for me as his worship leader. Nothing more. Then came March 2025 and what I can only describe as the most confusing "meeting" of my life. Dorian invited me out, and I showed up thinking it was a leadership discussion. Instead, as we talked, I became increasingly convinced he was telling me he was quitting the team to move to Florida. My heart sank—not just at losing a talented team member, but at the thought of losing a friend. It was only in that moment of potential loss that something shifted inside me. Maybe, just maybe, there was something more between us than a student-leader dynamic. Even with that realization, I doubted myself. Surely I was reading too much into things, making up feelings that weren't there. So I did what any confused person would do: I tried to set him up with other people. The truth finally came out during a conversation after rehearsal one evening. Dorian, with courage, told me about his feelings. And in that same conversation, I learned the most important detail: he wasn't moving to Florida. Relief and joy was all could feel as I realized I hadn't been imagining things after all. I agreed to go on an official first date, and from there, everything fell beautifully into place. Our love blossomed quickly, rooted in the friendship we'd built and sustained by our shared faith. The Lord has been guiding us every step of the way, and now we're ready to step into the next phase of our journey together—as husband and wife.

We met in October 2024 at church, and I'll be honest—the first time I saw Ari, I thought she was beautiful. There was something about the way she carried herself that just made her incredibly attractive. So yeah, I knew what I was getting myself into from day one. Now, Ari might tell you I ignored her for two months, but that's not quite the truth. The reality is, it takes me a while to get comfortable with people—Ari was no different. I'm not someone who jumps into things right away. I needed time to feel her out, to understand who she was beyond what I could see on the surface. When the opportunity came to join the worship team, I saw it as my chance. Don't get me wrong—singing for God and serving through music is genuinely important to me. But would I be lying if I said the possibility of getting closer to Ari had nothing to do with it? Absolutely. It definitely played a part in my decision. Once I got to know her, I decided I had to try to ask her out. So we went on a coffee date—though she had no idea it was a date. Honestly, it wasn't officially a date, but I wanted to get to know her, just the two of us. We talked for hours, basically shutting the place down, and I knew I had to make my move. She will deny it, but she was totally flirting with me that afternoon—which made me incredibly happy. Then came the confusing part. After that, she tried to hook me up with other people. But I wasn't interested in anyone else. My one goal was clear: make her mine. So I kept showing up, kept talking to her during rehearsals, kept the conversation going on Instagram. I was patient, but I was also determined. Finally, after one rehearsal, I made my move. I asked her out—officially this time. When she said yes, it was the best thing I ever heard. Ever since then, it's been nothing but a blessing being able to share my life with someone as beautiful and amazing as Ms. Arriana-Rose Carney, soon to be Mrs. Arriana-Rose Morales. Now we're ready to take the next step, and I can't wait. Forevermore Morales.