On a rainy Saturday afternoon in May a group of friends met up for Steph's birthday brunch in Hoboken. MJ and I were amongst the first to arrive. We hit it off and chatted all day but never exchanged numbers. I still have a screenshot of the text I sent Steph a few days later asking "Is MJ single? He's cute."
On an unseasonably warm afternoon in February, we took our dog Spumoni for a walk along the beach. Right when we were about to turn around near a jetty in Monmouth Beach, MJ pulled a ring from his pocket and asked me to marry him. Through the tears and excitement I said yes.