Our story began in the unassuming setting of a high school classroom. Though we first met in middle school, it wasn’t until 10th grade, when we were both in the same Audio Visual Tech and Film class, that we really started to notice each other. We weren't paired up as partners initially, but fate had a different plan. Our classmates, sensing the unspoken chemistry between us, made an adorable agreement to switch partners so that Gabe and I could work together. Little did they know, this was just the beginning. In class, Gabe and I began to chat more frequently. Our conversations soon carried over to Instagram, where we started sharing uplifting posts and scriptures with each other. I’ll admit, I might have been a bit intentional with my very Godly content, curious to see how he’d respond. His reactions were always positive, which sparked deeper conversations about our faith. Our bond grew stronger with each passing day. One memorable evening, we went to see Avengers: Endgame with some mutual friends. I boldly asked to sit next to him, and as the movie unfolded, we found ourselves holding hands. At the end of the night, our friends playfully asked if we were a "thing." Gabe and I exchanged a knowing smile and a simple, "Yeah." The next day, Gabe asked me in person to be his girlfriend. It was a sweet moment and the start of something truly magical. Gabe later shared that he had an interest in me since 8th grade but that he felt a divine nudge from God. He said it was as if his heart were tethered by a string, waiting for the right moment to be released. It wasn’t until he felt that hold loosen that he knew it was the right time to ask me to be his girlfriend. Our journey together has been a testament to God’s perfect timing. Gabe’s loving heart and our shared faith have strengthened my own beliefs and filled my life with joy. As we step into this new chapter, I’m reminded daily of how blessed I am to have such a kind, loving, and gentle soul by my side. So that's our story! A story of faith, friendship, and a love that grows deeper every day.

It all started with planning my 21st birthday trip. While I had always dreamed of celebrating at Disney, especially at Epcot, my mom suggested New York City instead, with its magical Christmas charm. I was excited but tried not to get my hopes up about a Christmas engagement in the city. A Christmas proposal in New York had been a long-time dream and fantasy of mine. I had shared this with Gabe, but I didn’t want to expect too much. As the trip approached, a few little things started making me wonder. My mom took me to a fancy nail salon before we left, and Gabe asked me to help him pick out a winter coat. Now, if you know Gabe, you know it’s a struggle to get him into jeans, let alone a big winter coat—he’s always hot! So, when he was all about picking out the perfect coat, I thought it was kind of strange but shrugged it off. I confided in my friends about my suspicions. Some told me not to get my hopes up, while others played along with my daydreams. When I asked Gabe in September if an engagement was coming soon, he told me it wasn’t happening this year. I was a little disappointed but trusted that if it was meant to be, it would happen in God’s perfect timing. Fast forward to New York City on our second day. I expected a relaxed day of shopping and eating. As I was getting ready, my sister offered to curl my hair, which seemed odd for a casual day out. I figured maybe we’d take some cute pictures later. After breakfast at a charming café, my aunt suggested visiting a boutique she’d heard about. We entered an unmarked building and took an elevator to a mysterious floor. To my surprise, we stepped into a beautiful bridal boutique filled with wedding dresses. My aunt had secretly made an appointment for me to try on dresses. I started trying on dresses but wasn’t feeling that “aha” moment people talk about. Then, my sister handed me a dress that immediately caught my eye. As soon as I put it on, my heart raced and I teared up. This was the one! We bought the dress, and I couldn’t wait to tell Gabe. When I tried to call him, my family stopped me. I noticed Gabe was at home, which was strange. Meanwhile, Gabe and some of my family were making their way to Rockefeller Center. As we approached the iconic Christmas tree, my sister and aunt suggested we take pictures. There was a man with his back to us in a winter coat, and when he turned around, it was Gabe! He had a little black box in his hand. Overwhelmed, I watched as he got down on one knee. He told me I made him the happiest man in the world and asked if I would marry him. I was already crying and nodding before he could even finish. It was the perfect mix of my birthday dream and my long-time Christmas engagement fantasy…