Our love journey began in church, at her cousin's christening—a place grounded in faith, family, and new beginnings. I didn't walk in that day expecting to find love, but God had already written the moment long before I arrived.

During the ceremony, I noticed her sitting a few pews away—composed, graceful, and glowing in a way that seemed to soften everything around her. In that instant, something stirred within me. I knew I needed a reason to speak to her.

So, when it was time for photos, I stepped forward and became the unofficial photographer. Then the rain began to fall—soft at first, then steady—as if heaven itself was leaning in to watch. I offered to walk her to her car, becoming her umbrella. In that quiet, rain-washed moment, something shifted between us.

"What began as a drive in the rain became a journey in love. What started with a camera turned into a lifetime of memories. And what looked like coincidence was always God's timing. We didn't just find each other. We were led to each other."