How We Met
Chris and I met in high school, although if you ask each of us, we have two completely different timelines. He claims to have noticed me at a party freshman year, in which he says we sat at the same table (how could I NOT have noticed him?!) Although I guess he’s not lying because he remembers that I was wearing a red dress and who I was sitting next to (points for being cute).
The first time I noticed him was a sophomore year, during practice for a friend’s quinceañera (a coming of age party for 15-year-old girls). I remember telling my friend at the time that I thought he was the cutest, only to find out they had started dating a week later (not cool, and not my friend anymore obviously). No matter which story you hear though, it always starts off the same: I had heart eyes for him from the very beginning; he thought I was the most annoying human he had ever met haha. I guess my annoyance wore off though because eventually, we became great friends.
In the midst of our friendship, I never stopped wanting a little bit more. All my closest friends knew he was my biggest crush, and we laugh to this day when we remember conversations in high-school-bathrooms-past. Flash forward to the end of junior year, summer hit and our connection grew stronger than ever. We always found excuses to be at the same parties, hang out with the same friends, even workout at the same gym. We would video-chat almost every night (anyone else remembers AIM?), until one day he asked if he could come over my house instead (sorry Mom & Dad), and the rest is history.
How They Asked
Now we’ve been dating for almost 7 years, so it’s not like we hadn’t talked about getting married before. And I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t dropped a few (ok several) hints at wanting a ring. Even then, this proposal came as a complete surprise to me! We had decided to go to Disney for their annual Flower & Garden Festival with close friends (this wasn’t out of the norm for us, seeing as we’re Annual Passholders). All of my best friends were in on it, and Chris even got my sister to drive down from Gainesville where she’s attending the University of Florida to be in on the surprise.
The morning of, we had planned to go to one of the parks, where my sister came up from behind me and said, “I think I know you!” I was so excited! I asked her what she was doing there, to which she replied that our mom & dad had told her I was coming, and she wanted to join. Again, everything seemed so normal!
We spent a great (HOT) day at the parks and went back to our hotel to cool off for a bit. One of my best friends said she had really wanted to see the fireworks that night, so we made plans to head to the Magic Kingdom to see them. When we got there, everyone was looking to me to find a place to sit, which I suppose I thought was strange, but then again I usually take the lead on trips like this so it wasn’t too strange. When the fireworks started, Chris was holding me from behind and I was taking pictures and videos, none-the-wiser of what was about to happen.
He had timed it perfectly, the grand finale was about to start, so he began to tell me that he had “bad news”. My first instinct was to tell him to wait until the fireworks were over, but as he kept talking he said, “You’re not going to be able to drop any more of your hints”. When I turned around, he was reaching for a red box that my sister was handing to him, and that’s when I realized what was about to happen. Cue the ugly crying. After that, I’m sure he said a lot of sweet things, but of course, I couldn’t hear him over my incessant crying and all the fireworks and music. It didn’t matter anyway. He could have spoken gibberish and I still would have said yes 100 times over. The happiest day of my life.