On January 19th, 2023, fate got a little nudge from my mom. She had just returned from a farewell party at the Village Pub for the principal of her school, who had been promoted. While there, she struck up a conversation with Justin and asked him the question every single guy dreads (or maybe secretly hopes for): “Are you single?” She casually mentioned she had two single daughters. Justin, ever content with his bachelor life, wasn’t exactly jumping at the opportunity, but something must have sparked his curiosity. That night, I decided to follow him on Instagram. To my surprise, he followed me back the very next morning. For two days, I waited (and waited!) to see if he’d message me. When he didn’t, I took matters into my own hands. I sent him a message, slipped him my number, and waited again. This time, I didn’t have to wait long—Justin texted me, and we made plans for our first date at Cinder Bar on February 3rd. From that first date, it didn’t take long to realize we had something special. We saw each other every week, and on March 25th, Justin officially asked me to be his girlfriend. Our story wouldn’t be complete without mentioning our fur babies—Emmett, Justin's loyal companion, and Kenji, my sweet baby girl, who’ve been there every step of the way, adding even more joy and love to our lives. Fast forward to August 12th, 2024: Justin and I were on a week-long vacation in Wildwood. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and painted the beach in golden light, Justin got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. And just like that, the best chapter of our story began.