We first found each other in 2020, in the quiet, uncertain days of quarantine—when the world felt paused, but something between us was just beginning. Life carried us in different directions after that, until fate gently nudged us back together in December of 2022 at a Pee-wee basketball game, of all places. From that moment on, it felt like the universe was reminding us that some connections are simply meant to be rediscovered. On January 15th, 2023, we made it official, and from then on, we’ve been inseparable. We grew side by side through the final chapters of high school, through my college journey, through his work journey—but most importantly, through the journey of becoming us. Every season brought new lessons, new memories, and a deeper love that continued to choose each other, again and again. On Thanksgiving of 2025, surrounded by family and love, Eric gathered his courage and asked me to marry him after nearly three beautiful years together. Time seems to have flown by, yet every moment has felt meaningful. And while our love story may not look like a traditional fairytale, to me, it is one—written in patience, timing, and choosing each other even when the path wasn’t perfectly straight. So never listen to the voices that say it won’t last. Sometimes, believing in love—especially when it finds you more than once—is the opportunity of a lifetime.