Mike & I matched on Bumble approximately 456976 years ago. For better or worse, I had just come down with Hand, Foot & Mouth, and was quarantined to my house for 10 days. Life got in the way, then Covid, and we didn't end up meeting. Between then and January 2022, we matched a few more times (seriously) and finally managed to get it together to go on a date early February 2022. I remember seeing his profile the last time and thinking "this guy is so cute, but I feel like an idiot swiping right AGAIN". Gave it one more shot and I'm obviously so glad I did!

We were spending a week at the lake house in Grand Rapids with Mike's family. That morning I said to him, "I don't want to know any details or anything, but do you have a plan as far as proposing?" (subtle, I know). He patiently said yes. That night he was a little odd, asking when dinner would be ready and saying he wanted to go for a sunset boat ride. I figured he was just hungry and wanted some quiet time haha. We went out a little way, then stopped. Mike got on one knee, and I have no idea what he said because I started sobbing. We cried a bunch, watched the sunset, then got to go back in and share the news with everyone!