How We Met
The day I met Andrew was a hurricane–seriously.
It was August 25, 2012, and Hurricane Issac was coming through Tampa. I spent that night with my friend Holly because her house is more dependable than a 43-foot trailer. In between eating chocolate ice cream and watching I Love Lucy she told me about her crush, Austin (they’re now married–how cool is that!) and his friend, Andrew. I had noticed Andrew that morning at church and Holly wanted us to meet. The hurricane passed and I’m pretty sure only a few lawn chairs were tipped over. See, this is a happy story already! Monday passed, Tuesday passed, and Wednesday afternoon came–still hadn’t met Andrew. Wednesday night a group of teenagers was congregated in the back of church sharing stories and laughing at the events of the week. Andrew introduced himself and made sure I knew everyone in the group and immediately made me feel like I belonged. We were friends for a year before I took any interest in him. Through a very long, and slightly dramatic, series of events he ended up flying me down to go to a prom-type event with him at Disney Springs. I’m honestly the worst though because I wasn’t interested in him at the time; I just knew this meant I would get to spend a week with Holly so I jumped at the opportunity.
It was a wonderful evening…well, I accidentally dumped water all over Andrew but other than that it was great! After that night I knew I liked this guy. Let’s fast forward. It’s now been six years since I met Andrew and he has been my best friend and favorite adventurer for most of that time.
how they asked
I wasn’t suspicious of location. We had been to the beach, the city, and crossed the ocean together and he hadn’t asked yet. Actually, I’m the world’s most indecisive when it comes to big decisions so I hadn’t shown him a ring I liked until three weeks before he flew to New York. I knew that any ring would take 6-8 weeks to be ordered and get back to him, which meant New York was out. My sister, Heather, and I were planning our New York tour route since Andrew had never been there before. We decided that we’d like to try something new while we were there too so she booked a boat ride in Central Park and I booked tickets for Top of the Rock.
A week before NYC I flew out to visit my best friend, Kathie, and to see friends we made on a trip to Israel this summer. This was the perfect diversion for Andrew because he could talk to Heather and scheme if / when the proposal would work. As I was having the time of my life with Kathie, Andrew was freaking out because he was leaving in two days for New York and the ring still wasn’t there. The day before he flew up, the ring was ready. Except he was in Pensacola and the ring was in Tampa. His mom ended up driving seven hours to deliver the ring in-person.
We both flew into Philly Saturday night, grabbed cheesesteaks on the way home, and made some last-minute New York plans. Church Sunday morning, touring Philadelphia Sunday afternoon, eating WaWa Sunday night, New York Monday morning–let’s go!
Andrew was casual and acting as cool as a popsicle on a hot day all day so I wasn’t suspecting anything. Boating in Central Park, 5th Avenue, Times Square, and other stops came and went and it seemed like the day couldn’t get much better.
5:10, September 17, 2018. is what our tickets read. Golden Hour–my favorite time of day–we walk out on the deck of 30 Rockefeller Plaza. By this point, I notice Andrew is acting a little strange. I mention it to him and Heather tries to cover for him by saying he’s scared of heights, tired, etc. He denies all of them so I’m wondering if he’s not having a good time.
After a few minutes of taking photos, we walked to the overlook. He hugged me and we stood there admiring the amazing view with little windows just starting to come alive with light. He told me how wonderful it was to be there. We reminisced memories of past adventures and anticipated the ones to come. He started telling me how thankful he was for me and how glad he was that we’re best friends. Then, as he dropped to one knee and held out a little pink box, I heard “I want to spend the rest of my life adventuring with you”. I said YES!
I never expected to marry my “high school sweetheart”, but I always hoped I would marry someone who was my best friend. Andrew is truly the best friend I have ever had and is the only guy I’ve ever loved. He truly is a good example of God’s love to us–unconditional and strong. I thank God for him every day and I am so excited for the new adventures we will share together!