Our journey began months before we officially met—long before we knew what God had in store for us.

At the time, Danielle was doing tattoos and henna art in downtown Portsmouth, becoming more involved in the local art scene. Through mutual friends, her path and Stephen’s (Apollo’s) began to subtly cross.

One day, Stephen came across Danielle on social media and, feeling a spark of curiosity, invited her on a camping trip with a group of friends on a farm. It was spontaneous and a little unconventional—but something about the idea intrigued her. Despite most of her friends and family saying, “h*ll no,” Danielle followed her instincts, took a leap of faith, and made the hour-long drive to a place on the Eastern Shore she’d never been.

What she found was more than just a fun getaway. The weekend was magical. They shared laughs, stories, and moments that felt strangely familiar. One morning, Danielle awoke in the Yurt to find a flower left gently on her chest—placed there by Apollo. It was simple, thoughtful, and full of meaning.

From that moment on, something beautiful began to grow. And that was only the beginning…