We were in the most beautiful place. Nassau Bahamas. Landin originally planned on proposing the day before he actually did. We got dressed up, and went to this long pier at night. We were going to “take pictures”, then dinner. He had the ring in his pocket and his sister came to take the pictures. They had it all planned out. Well, the dress I wanted to wear was not dry, it was very very dark outside, and the lighting on the pier… was not pretty. So he decided to wait for the perfect moment. This moment wasn’t it. The next day, same thing. We got ready, this time the dress was dry and ready to go. The day was beautiful, and Landin found the perfect spot. We went to take pictures overlooking the water and greenery. The ring in his pocket, very bulky and sticking out, I somehow managed to miss that. His sister was directing pictures. She said “turn around, I’ll get a picture of you guys overlooking the water” i turned around, and a few seconds later, she said “Jocelyn” as i turned around, there was Landin, on one knee, with a ring in his hand. I was shocked to say the least. “Are you joking or are you serious?” I said, still shocked. Landin then, very nervously asked me to marry him. I of course said yes, and that’s how we got here.