We first met at work...well, technically we ran into each other three times and he never said a single word. Not a "hey," not even a head nod. Just vibes. Later that same day, he found my Instagram through a work location geo tag (don't ask questions), followed me, and before he could even finish thinking should I DM her?, I slid right in. What can I say? I know what I want. Our first real intro happened at a Starbucks near my parents' house. We were both awkwardly adorable...He was shy, I was nervous, but somehow the conversation just flowed. That's how it's always been with us. Natural and a little clumsy in the best way. He claims he said "I love you" first because it was in person. I know I did because I sent it in text first. Long distance love intermixed with busy work and life schedules makes the rules a little fuzzy. Either way, we both meant it. He proposed on July 4th, 2025, during sunset with our families around us. Fireworks in the sky and in my heart. (Too much? Nah.) Now, not only are we planning a wedding...we're also preparing for our greatest adventure yet: Welcoming our first baby together in December 2025. Our hearts (and hands!) are full, but we wouldn't have it any other way.