Our story began the old-fashioned way - through family - but quickly became something entirely our own. What started as weekly FaceTime calls soon became the highlight of our days, each conversation bringing us a little closer. Everything changed when Aditya flew in from Albuquerque to visit. What was once “just getting to know each other” became something deeper, something undeniable. The distance no longer felt so far, and weekly calls turned into daily rituals we couldn’t imagine missing. We found ourselves sharing not just our days, but our dreams, and slowly, a vision of our future together. Our love for travel became part of our story: sunrises in Zion and Bryce Canyon, quiet moments in the Smokies, trips around the country, and countless journeys between Tampa and Atlanta. It all felt even more real when Aditya moved to Atlanta, closing the distance and bringing us closer to the life we had been building. Meeting each other’s families only made it clearer, this was something rare, something truly one of a kind. Somewhere between the laughter, the late-night calls, and the dreams we built together, we fell in love. And in each other, we found home.