November 2018: My parents invited Steph and I on what would become the greatest trip to Mexico we have ever been on. Now, if you know Steph, you know that she's been wanting me to propose to her since we were still in high school. High school would have meant a ring from Wally World and Steph means much more to me than that. Value isn't everything, but this ring is. December: 2 months until our trip and I came up with this brilliant idea; Mexico.Proposal. What better place to get engaged, than in the land of beautiful oceans and our family surrounding us. January: Steph and I had casually gone to see some rings in December. But, there was no way she had any idea I was capable of planning something so great. The clock was running out on me finding the perfect ring. 2 weeks before we left for our trip I ordered the ring. Talk about procrastinating. All is good until, I get a call on the coldest day of the year, FOUR DAYS BEFORE WE LEAVE informing me that due to weather, the ring might not get there on time. We all know it did, but it probably shaved off a few days of my life. February: We fly into Mexico, get to the most beautiful home on this beach in Tulum. My parents out did themselves this time. Superbowl Sunday, we're shell hunting and the idea of getting down on a knee, with the ring in the shell seems perfectly impromptu. Sunset rolls around, the family is basically standing on top of the world with this burnt orange sunset, gently touching our skin. This is the moment she has been waiting for and she has no clue. We posed for a picture and in that moment our loving relationship flashed in my mind. "I am marrying this girl" I got down on a knee and before I could even ask the most iconic question of all time, Steph busts out into a downright frenzy of emotion. She knew what I was going to ask. I almost didn't have to. (I still did) We were engaged and on our way to getting married and living and loving each other for eternity. I love her and she loves me too.