Our Love story
💕 Every love story is beautiful, but ours is our favorite. 💕
They say timing is everything, but I believe destiny is stronger. It has a way of leading us exactly where we belong, even if the road takes an unexpected turn.
How We Met: A Detour by Design
Our story began on Walnut Street. I was on my way to work when I first crossed paths with him and his friend. In that moment, he was already in a relationship, so I ended up with the friend instead. But deep down, I knew it was him I wanted to be with. Because he was taken, I kept my distance and stayed patient.
I’ve learned that when someone is meant for you, it will happen eventually—you just have to trust the process and wait for the right moment.
And then... "Boom!"
Eventually, fate intervened. After a falling out with his friend, the path finally cleared for us to start our own journey. It was November 2016 when our love story truly began. We faced many obstacles along the way, but they never stopped us from choosing each other. Nothing could break the bond we were building.
The Best Thing That Ever Happened
Looking back, besides the birth of my daughter, this journey with him is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love this man with all my soul, and I am so grateful that destiny finally brought us together. 💕
Proposal Story
A Birthday Wish, A Lifetime Promise
It all began in November, under the golden sun of St. Maarten. I had planned the trip as a surprise for his birthday—I’ve always loved making his special day feel extraordinary, and this year, I wanted the island breeze and turquoise waters to be our backdrop. Little did I know, while I was planning a celebration for him, he was secretly designing a moment that would change our lives forever.
Throughout the trip, he was acting a bit mysterious—whispering into his phone, arranging a private chef, and scouted out a secluded beach. In my mind, I just thought, "Wow, he’s really stepping it up this year to celebrate himself!" I had no clue that the "something new" I kept sensing was actually the beginning of our "forever."
On the evening of November 26th, he asked me to dress in my most elegant attire. At 6:00 PM, a private chauffeur arrived to whisk us away toward the coast. When we stepped onto the sand, the first thing I noticed were photographers. I was still so focused on him that I assumed it was all part of the birthday fanfare he had treated himself to.
Then, the world slowed down.
Five minutes later, I turned my head and my heart nearly stopped. There he was—the man I love—down on one knee in the sand. I didn’t cry; instead, a burst of joyful laughter took over me. When I’m truly excited, my soul just wants to smile.
"Chacha, will you marry me?" he asked.
The "Yes!" came out of my mouth three times before he could even finish. In that moment, the private dinner was served, but I couldn't eat a single bite. My stomach was full of butterflies, and my heart was so full of joy that there was simply no room for anything else.
I went there to celebrate his birth, and I left celebrating our new life.
