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Our Love Story (Her Version)
If I could use just one word to describe Ebenezer (My Benny), it would be princely. To know him as I do is to witness the magnificent, noble, generous, and dignified spirit he beautifully embodies. But just calling him "princely" hardly scratches the surface – he's truly everything, all at once. When we first started talking, the thought that it could blossom into this felt totally unbelievable. Never in a million years did I imagine I'd be here, about to marry someone like Eben, let alone writing our love story for our wedding website. Yet, here I am, blissfully lost in this dream.
From the moment Ben and I first connected, I knew he was different. The way he introduced himself, the thoughtful way he asked about my life – I could feel he was taking this more seriously than even a 6-figure job interview. So, naturally, I decided to treat our getting-to-know-each-other phase like the most rigorous interview process of all time.
I put him through the wringer, in the best ways, in my opinion. I made him do a workbook of 101 questions, a 30-day devotional with deep discussion questions, and even a relationship app that forced us to bravely tackle the hard conversations early on. My one playful caveat for Eben was this: if I didn't like any of his answers, I was dropping him, no hesitation. As you can clearly see now, with a wedding on the horizon, he certainly aced every challenge. His profound emotional understanding, his spiritual intelligence in the things of God, and his unwavering honesty and transparency didn't just draw me in; they pulled me closer and closer.
We met right at the beginning of my last semester of medical school, and looking back, I can only see God's perfect hand in our timing, in our meeting. He didn't just ask me on dates; he planned extravagant, intentional experiences that felt like they were plucked straight from my deepest desires. And what truly captured my heart was that he never once held back the truth of his feelings for me, openly sharing how they grew and blossomed into the most beautiful love I'd ever known. It was then that I truly melted, knowing without a doubt that this was it, and he was absolutely everything I had unknowingly prayed for.
Ebenezer’s unwavering support through the chaos of my final medical school semester was nothing short of miraculous. His constant encouragement, his joyful celebration of every tiny victory – they solidified every feeling I had for him. He remembered every detail, big or small – from the exact date of my grueling exams to sending me flowers on graduation day, even from Ghana – brightening my busy days with thoughtful gestures and calls .
Ben doesn't just check every box for me; he checks the ones I didn't even realize I needed.
Every single conversation with him brings me more peace, happiness, and joy than I've ever felt in any other relationship. It's a feeling I want to hold onto, forever, with him. I think the most beautiful part of our story is how effortlessly our personalities blend, how we make each other feel more and more like our true, most authentic selves every single day. He makes me better in every way imaginable, and truly, he is my home.
He is my confidant, my best friend, and the incredible man I am deeply, joyfully committed to spending the rest of my life with. I love you, babes! Let's get MARRIED!!
Our Love Story (His Version)
I never saw her coming, not in a million lifetimes. The day my mother gave me her number felt like any other day, and honestly, I was hesitant to even message her. I thought it would be "one of those" fleeting connections. It took me days to finally reach out, but thank God I did, because from that moment, everything changed.
Sending that first funny, slightly crazy message, I was an absolute wreck. The silence while I waited for her reply stretched into an eternity of "what ifs." What if she hated it? What if I caught her at the worst time? What if she thought I was completely unhinged? My overthinking went into overdrive. But then, her response came—and it was magically calming, pulling me deeper into conversation. That same day, we had our first video call, a whirlwind of natural, peaceful connection. It felt as if my heart had known hers long before we ever spoke. "How can someone feel like home this quickly?" I wondered, and that feeling has never left.
What started as casual chats quickly became the highlight of my day. There was an undeniable something about her—the way she spoke, the way she listened, the quiet light in her words. It was like discovering a missing part of myself. Within weeks, we were talking like best friends, laughing as if we’d known each other for years, sharing secrets like people who were slowly, wonderfully realizing they’d found something rare.
Even with miles between us, distance never felt like a barrier. Every call, every message, every shared thought wove us closer. We talked about everything: our dreams, our faith, the smallest details of our days. Each conversation deepened our bond. She became my go-to for good news, bad days, or just when I needed the simple peace of hearing her voice. Our chat logs are a testament to our endless conversations – trying to find an old message means endless scrolling!
Being part of her journey—encouraging her, praying with her, celebrating every win—has meant everything. Her love has transformed me, making me softer, more grounded, more joyful. She made me feel seen in a way I never had before, sparking emotions I can barely put into words. She is the most beautiful person I know, inside and out. Her kindness, her strength, her brilliance, her compassion—she amazes me every single day, and I am endlessly proud of her. She is always there, understanding me, calming me, making me feel seen in ways I didn't even know I needed.
The love we share is a steady, quiet force. It’s more than just romance; it’s a deep friendship, endless laughter, shared faith, and profound respect. She brings peace to my storms and vibrant color to my days. She knows exactly when to challenge me, when to comfort me, and when to simply be. Her words carry warmth, and her love—though sometimes quiet—resonates in everything she does.
I found my home in her. With all my heart, I know she is the woman I want to build forever with. She is a profound blessing, an answered prayer I can never stop thanking God for. She is the one I will choose every single day, whose hand I will hold through life, with whom I will build a home overflowing with laughter, love, and grace. She is my heart's safest place, and I thank God for writing this love story, one I could never have imagined on my own.
When I say "I do," it won't just be a promise for a day; it will be the beginning of a forever. I used to think love was a sudden rush that faded, or something inherently difficult. You changed that. It wasn't always easy, it wasn't magic, it didn’t just happen—we chose it, on purpose, every day. My love, you deserve this and so much more. This song is for you: "Forever and Ever and Always" by Ryan Mack. I love you so much!
