Lido Key already felt special with its warm breeze, soft sand, and a sunset that seemed endless. After dinner at Columbia, we walked along the quiet beach, just the two of us, picking up shells as keepsakes. At one point, I held up two shells and asked Michael if he thought they matched. He said no, so I tossed them back and kept looking. A few minutes later, he drifted toward the dunes while I searched the shoreline. Then I heard him call, ‘Babe, you were right.’ I turned around, expecting to see him holding seashells I had just tossed, but instead, he was on one knee, holding a ring that caught the last light of the sunset. With a calm smile, he simply said, ‘This is a beautiful place to get engaged.’ It wasn’t over the top, it wasn’t scripted, it was us. Simple, sincere, and perfect.