It began, as the best things often do, without intention. A sunlit afternoon on February 13, 2022, as the light softened and the day slipped gently toward sunset.

On the pickleball courts in Delray Beach, Florida, a simple introduction turned into something quietly meaningful before we even realized it. Zach was visiting from out of town; Jaimie was simply there, playing a game that would, in its own unassuming way, change everything.

What started as a casual rally stretched into hours — easy, unhurried, as though neither of us felt the need to be anywhere else. There was a comfort between us from the very beginning. Familiar, yet new. Light, yet impossible to ignore.

When the games came to an end, neither of us was quite ready to say goodnight. Jaimie mentioned she needed to head home to walk her dog and offered to drop Zach off along the way. Without hesitation, he offered to come with her — an ordinary moment that would quietly become one of our favorites.

From there, everything began to fall into place.

What followed was never about grand gestures, but about the little things — laughter that came easily, time that felt well spent no matter what we were doing, and a growing sense that this was something worth holding onto. We found joy in the everyday, in the simple rhythm of being together, in choosing each other without ever needing to question it.

It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t complicated. It simply felt right. And somehow, that made it everything.

Now, as we step into this next chapter, we carry that same feeling with us — warm, certain, and full of love.

Somehow, it was always meant to be.