When Josh and I were finishing plans for our wedding in the early spring of last year, we knew we were by no means financially able to go on a honeymoon afterward.

Little did we know, a coworker of mine at the time was planning a huge surprise for us. She approached me at work one day with a folded piece of paper in her hand and a huge smile on her face. I was hesitant, but she insisted I take it and open it right away.

What came next were the inevitable tears of pure joy and gratitude. Her gift to us was a weeklong trip to anywhere we wanted. Literally, anywhere. It was such a kind gesture, one that Josh and I will never forget and will be eternally grateful for.

But then came the hard part: where on Earth did we want to go?

It took hours for us to narrow down our decision. We didn’t want to just go somewhere for the sake of going. We wanted to have an unforgettable honeymoon, and we didn’t realize it at the time, but we were going to have just that. Neither of us had gone west before, so we started researching resorts past the Mississippi River. Finally, we settled on a resort in the town of Columbia Falls, Montana, right outside of Glacier National Park.

This prompted everyone we knew to ask, “Why Montana?”

I don’t think I can properly describe why using just words. The beauty of the west and its Rocky Mountains are breathtaking, carefully carved and shaped by the hands of time. The dense, untouched wilderness is like nothing I’ve ever seen before with its towering trees, crystal clear rivers, and various wildlife.

I think it’s safe to say that these photographs speak for themselves.