I don’t know how it gets better than this. We’re getting married!

It’s not every day you get to meet your forever person standing in the ocean. Two years ago, Blake and Sylia met for the first time on their company trip to Aruba. Although they had many mutual friends and each had been in or around the company 12+ years, they never heard of each other before this. They got to learn a few things about each other, hung around the same circles of friends on the trip, and went about their normal lives in Arizona and Colorado. Things didn’t spark or take off right away. Blake knew Sylia was taking a cross country road trip over the summer and would be visiting her parents in Denver for a couple weeks. He didn’t want to try to discover if there was real connection between them by texting and FaceTiming states away so he waited for the chance to get more time together in person, while Sylia assumed he wasn’t interested. Less than three months later, the summer visit comes along and they ran into each other again at an event with a bunch of colleagues. Sylia and her friend that made the roadtrip together from Dallas coordinated a fun night out to have dinner and go dancing. Outside of Sylia’s friend and parents, Blake was the only one who showed up. That night, instead of going out for dinner, Sylia and her mom served up homemade green chile chicken enchiladas with rice and beans, while her dad served up the usual lineup of dad jokes and drinks. Next thing you know, the five of them: Blake, Sylia, Veronica, Frank and Christina go out to what was a snoozy Grizzly Rose on a Wednesday night turned into bar hopping downtown Denver, being the last ones to leave the bar. That night was where it all started. That next day, Blake left town to visit some friends and came back a few days later. The first thing he did as soon as he got back into town that Monday was go on their first date. They went golfing. Needless to say, they both won.