Not many people can say their mother played matchmaker—but in my case, she did just that. Over countless lunchtime conversations, my mom Suzy and Mitchell’s sister Holly, often found themselves talking about family. One day, Mitchell came up in conversation. After a little light matchmaking—comparing things like age, careers, how we like our coffee-black, and even our shared love for dirt biking—they decided it was worth a shot to introduce us. We first tried connecting through social media, but ultimately found that an old-fashioned phone call was the perfect way to break the ice. Our first date was a walk at the beautiful Cosumnes River Preserve—a place that became even more special when Mitchell proposed there. And here we are, three years later, about to start our next chapter together.