What started as a simple match quickly turned into something much more. Our first date? Brent showed up with two bottles of wine and flowers (smooth, right?), and we spent the evening talking and laughing, then hit the bars where he met my friends for the first time. Safe to say, he passed the test. Five years later, we’ve built a life full of adventures, inside jokes, and endless support for each other—plus a few major wins in the pinball department (though Brent might tell you otherwise). Speaking of wins... the proposal! One night, it was just the three of us—me, Brent, and our dog Zola—playing pinball in the mancave. Of course, I kicked Brent’s butt at the game (don’t let him tell you a different story). But then, in the middle of our pinball showdown, Brent pulled out the ring from his grandparents' pinball machine and got down on one knee. Cue 10 minutes of tears (I’ll leave it up to you to guess who was doing the crying). And just like that, we knew our forever had begun.