Our love story began in an unexpected place—on the shooting range during our time in the Marine Corps. We had exchanged a few work-related emails before, but had never actually met in person. That all changed during our annual rifle and pistol qualifications, when fate (and the schedule) placed us on the same range. If you’ve ever experienced range week, you know it’s filled with early mornings and long days. But for us, those hours turned into something special. We spent our downtime talking, laughing, and discovering just how easy it was to be around each other. Funny enough, I kept calling him Justin at first—completely convinced that was his name. He was so kind about it, and I like to think that's the moment he started falling for me. I remember one morning, walking toward the firing line and catching a very strong whiff of cologne. I blurted out, “Whose cologne is that? It’s so strong!” Turns out, it was Joe—he wore it hoping I’d notice. Mission accomplished. We shared stories, exchanged smiles, and even had a loud-mouthed Lance Corporal unofficially playing matchmaker. That week on the range may have brought us together, but it was everything that followed that made us realize—we had found something rare. Since then, we've been writing the most beautiful chapter of our lives, hand in hand.