We have a love story that’s beautifully intertwined, like our lives were always meant to cross paths. We met in the most unexpected yet perfect way—a dance class, of all places. From the very beginning, it felt like God had woven our stories together, creating a connection that was both effortless and undeniable.

What started as a friendship quickly became something more profound. We spent so much time together, seeing each other multiple times a week—not just at dance class, but also in the rhythm of life, where our paths seemed to cross naturally again and again. We had a conversation for the first time at a church retreat, sitting on a bench, watching the sunrise.

It wasn’t just about shared interests; it was about truly seeing and being seen by one another in a way that felt safe and sacred.

As we grew closer, our connection deepened through shared laughter, heartfelt conversations, and an unshakable respect for each other. We became someone the other could rely on, someone who brought out the best in us and saw beauty even in the broken pieces of our stories. We understood each other in ways we didn’t have to explain.

It’s incredible to look back now and see how intricately God intertwined our lives. Every dance, every conversation, every moment we shared felt like another thread in a tapestry He was weaving for us. From friends who simply enjoyed each other’s company to partners who have built a love rooted in faith and understanding, our hearts were quietly preparing for this all along.

Our story is a testament to how God’s timing and plans are always greater than our own. Looking back, we see how every moment, every encounter, was leading us to this beautiful love we now share—a love that feels like home.