It all began with a missing package—and a little neighborhood curiosity. Darren (originally from South Carolina) moved to Florida in 2023. He had been staying at his aunt and uncle’s house, right across the street from where I grew up. Strangely enough, even though he lived there for six months, our paths never crossed. One day, a work package of his was marked as delivered, but it was nowhere to be found. Determined to track it down, Darren started knocking on doors nearby, hoping someone had seen it. Entered our wonderfully outgoing neighbor Jen, who was more than happy to help. She led Darren down to the garage where Billy, her husband, was working on a car. In the middle of asking about the package, Jen noticed me outside in the driveway mid-workout and casually called out, “Hi Bailey, have you met Darren?” I turned around, smiled, introduced myself—and that’s when it all began. Fast forward to today, and I like to joke that I was the missing package all along!! Because truly his missing work package was never found. Not many can say that God literally brought their future husband to their doorstep—but I’m so thankful I can, and beyond blessed that He did!