I met Dan when I was 16 and immediately announced to everyone that I was going to marry him one day. Everyone laughed... Probably because he was 21… and my older brother’s best friend. Fast forward a few years - life does its thing, and we reconnect while he’s working at my parents’ house. We realize we’re both single… and clearly, I’ve always had excellent judgment. Things escalated quickly - including the moment my brother almost punched him in the face (honestly, a strong test of commitment). Dan survived. Thank God. And now, three years later… I’m marrying the guy everyone told me I wouldn’t. Moral of the story: trust your instincts. 💅💍