Our origin story involves the wild west of Facebook groups and the slightly questionable practice of auctioning off your friends. Apparently, my fiancée was the prize posted by her best friend Wendee, and my cousin Amy, bless her heart, acted as my personal talent scout in the digital dating jungle. Let's just say my opening bid must have been incredibly seamless to secure her heart. So, thanks to a best friend with a kind heart and a cousin with impeccable timing (and borderline professional Facebook scrolling tactics), here we are! Proof that sometimes, love is just a friend request and a well-placed tag away.

It all started in Thailand, at the stunning Promthep Cape, where I had big plans for a sunset proposal. The universe, however, had other ideas. The forecast called for rain, which, as it turned out, played right into our hands because Jasmine isn't one for a big public display. So, in a last-minute scramble, I switched my grand plan from a romantic sunset to a serene sunrise. When we arrived, though, the perfect, picturesque overlooks I’d seen in photos were nowhere to be found, and we ended up wandering around until we stumbled upon a quiet, secluded beach. And that's where it happened. Just the two of us, with the rising sun painting the sky in soft hues, on our very own private stretch of sand. It may not have been the grand, public spectacle I originally imagined, but it was perfectly us—a quiet, beautiful moment that felt like the first chapter of our legacy.