We are getting married!

Meet brags about Galveston being the place to go. He loves the water. Like a true Houstonian, I had never given it a second thought. This time, however, he convinced my parents, who adore his spontaneous little trips, to help him plan a whole day at the beach. Mind you, they’ve never been able to hide any surprises from me, but this one somehow slipped right past me. When we arrived, he disappeared from my sight while I was trying to find the sunscreen he made me pack, by the way, something he usually avoids. Then he showed up and we go for a walk on the sand. As we walked up the beach ramp, I spotted a sneaky little mic they had tried to hide in his shirt. Well hidden, but not well enough. Before I could say anything, he noticed me reaching for it, and the next thing I knew, I was being half-dragged to the shore, where a beautiful red heart was waiting for us. The rest is history. 💛