Our story began at a time when the world was on the brink of a significant change. Just before everything shifted, we met and instantly felt a connection that was impossible to ignore. Our initial moments together were filled with excitement and promise, but as the world transitioned into a new, more virtual reality, our very new relationship had to adapt. What started as a promising encounter quickly became a series of virtual dates and late-night conversations. Despite the physical distance, our connection only grew stronger. We found joy in getting to know each other through screens, sharing stories, dreams, and laughter from our own corners of the world. As the months went by, our virtual interactions became a cherished routine, filled with anticipation and delight. Each moment spent together, whether through video calls or messages, strengthened our bond and the anticipation to hold one another again, while also making the eventual transition to in-person dates even more meaningful. Now, as we step into a new chapter, we are grateful for the unique path that brought us here. Our journey has taught us the true depth of connection and the beauty of growing together through unexpected circumstances. We look forward to celebrating our love and this new beginning with you, and we thank you for being part of our story.
Our engagement story is one for the books, filled with unexpected twists and an extraordinary display of love and heroism. It all started with what I thought would be a relaxing sunset paddle boat tour on the Saint Croix River that Braden had planned for my birthday, but little did I know the day would turn into a roller coaster of surprises. I was seven months pregnant at the time and just excited to get out of the house before baby arrived. For YEARS leading up to this day, I had been teasing Braden mercilessly about when he would finally propose. I often joked during our outings, especially when we were on a trip or having a special moment together. Except this time, I convinced myself to just enjoy the trip and not expect anything at the end to be disappointed about. It was important to just make this memory and spend some time together. However, that didn’t stop me from teasing. As we were leaving our drive the song “Diamond in my pocket” by Cody Johnson came on, to which I obnoxiously sang along. He also made a comment at the end of the road about feeling like he was forgetting something, which I quickly responded with “I don’t know, maybe a ring??” Fast forward as we’ve now been on the road for a few hours and the song “Last Name” by Bexar came on. I joked, “Are you ever going to give me your last name?” “Soon” was all he said. Which was his usual response. Well 3 years later and all I could think was “how soon is soon. I hear this a lot.” Little did I know, my teasing was going to take a backseat to a much bigger surprise. When we arrived at the dock, the parking lot was completely full. Braden suggested that he drop me off at the original destination while he parked because the walk from where we originally needed to park was about 30 minutes away, but I was stubborn and insisted on walking together. He reluctantly agreed, though he kept expressing his worries about the long distance. I should’ve listened…(and this will be the only time I admit that he was right) As we walked, I started to feel increasingly faint and overheated. By the time we were nearing the dock, I was struggling to stay on my feet. I finally collapsed on the side of the highway, feeling drained and dehydrated from what I thought was a straight path actually turned into some major rock stairs for a pregnant woman. Some kind strangers quickly came to my aid to offer some water. I mumbled “I think I need to go to the hospital” because I couldn’t get myself together. At this point Braden is leaping over the highway barricades and sprinting full speed down the highway to go get the truck. Little did I know he was running with the engagement ring in his pocket as the box was digging a hole into his shorts. This poor man… I can’t even imagine the emotions that were going through him after what just unfolded while he had intentions of a romantic evening. He comes speeding back in the truck, leaps back over the barricade, lifts me into his arms, and carries me over the barricade and into the truck. As he sped towards the hospital, I began to feel better and, much to his surprise, asked if we could still go on the paddle boat tour instead of heading to the hospital. I mean, we did drive over 5 hours for our trip…I wanted to go on the boat! Despite his initial shock and hesitation, he agreed. When we finally reached the dock and got on the boat, I was still completely unaware of what was about to unfold. Braden asked me to go to the front of the boat so I could get some better pictures. I felt his hand tap my hip, and as I turned around, there he was, down on one knee, tears in his eyes, holding a little black box with shaky hands. I’m in shock and still recovering from the earlier events as I’m overcome with emotions when I hear the words I’ve been waiting to hear for so long. “Will you marry me?”