03/01/2014 It all started on March 1, 2014, at St. Paul’s Church. I was helping my Aunt Jenny with an event the church was hosting, and Ronnie happened to be there too—completing community service hours for his honors program. We didn’t exchange more than a few words that day—just a quick lunch order—but something about him stuck with me. After the event, I couldn’t stop wondering who he was. So, I did what any curious girl would do... I went down the volunteer checklist, searching each name on Facebook until I found Ronnie's profile and quickly added him as a friend. And that one small moment? It turned into something so much more.

03/16/2024 It all started when I thought I was just going prom dress shopping with my little cousin. On the way, we had to make a quick stop at St. Paul’s Church—the very place Ronnie and I first met—to drop off some food for a church drive. As my Aunt Jenny pulled up, chatting on the phone with her husband, she casually asked if I could run inside and drop the food off myself. No big deal... or so I thought. I opened the church doors—and there he was. Ronnie, standing right where it all began. For about ten seconds, I was frozen in complete shock. Then it hit me. He was recreating the moment we met. Every detail was intentional. Thoughtful. Perfect. That quiet church hall, a simple gesture, and a day I’d never forget—once again becoming the beginning of something even more beautiful.