How We Met
Steve and I met through the most unique circumstances. Growing up I always told everyone I met that I was moving to Nashville the day I was done with school at The University of North Alabama. I was going to take the country music industry by storm. Well, life happened, and those plans changed. After completing the program, I found myself landing a job in Huntsville, Alabama at a radio station, that I still call home. Through the partnership with the Mix 96.9 and The Von Braun Center both in Huntsville, I met the CEO of the building. The first day I met Steve, I had no idea who he was. I did not even know he worked there. In fact, I was COMPLAINING about The VBC. Later, I found out that he was the CEO…and I had made a fool of myself. Over the course of the next two years, through different events that we both were involved with, we began to develop a very close friendship. We were both struggling with personal situations that made us be able to relate with one another so easily. During this time we realized that there was no one else that loved Kenny Chesney or Eric Church more than the two of us…so the friendship was here to stay. It wasn’t until two years after we met for the first time, that someone made a verbal assumption that we had begun dating. That was the first time we ever thought of ourselves as more than friends. One thing led to another, one conversation led to the next, and we decided to give our love a shot.
We had everything working against us. There is the age difference between he and I. Society says that a large age gap like ours should be frowned upon. I have to mention working in the industry we do, and our places of employment being clients of one another, I knew this was not ideal for either of our management teams. The list goes on and on. We tried to not want “us”…but it was inevitable by this point.
It wasn’t until 2017 that I realized I was “in trouble”. I had gotten to a point with Steve that I couldn’t and didn’t want to imagine life without him in it. The problem you ask? He was my best friend…if this didn’t work…I would lose my best friend…but life is about taking chances and that is what I did. Me, the girl who NEVER fell THIS hard…jumped head first and told him that I was in love with him. As he started to cry…I realized that night he was prepared to have the same conversation with me. I truly believe the timing was and is everything for him and me.
From that point on, we did everything together: grocery shopping, working out, traveling, there are very few places to this day that you will see only one of us. At some point though…he made a trip to the jewelry store without me to pick out THE ring…and hid it from me for 6 months. How…I have no idea.
how they asked
We planned our trip to Punta Cana in May of 2017, but would not leave for the trip until May 20, 2018. Did I have a feeling that it could happen on this trip? Sure, but I did not want to get my hopes up. As our week-long trip was coming to an end, I had given up on that possibility. I was more focused on having the best trip with my best friends. Don’t they say that as soon as you stop thinking about something…it happens?
I didn’t have my nails done (they had peeled off), I had ZERO makeup on, my hair was from the night before and hadn’t been brushed, I slept in those clothes and had thrown on my Blue Chair Bay Rum sweatshirt as I was walking out the door, after getting upset because Steve asked if I was going to do my hair and makeup since the PLAN was to get me to believe we were taking sunrise pictures with our friends. I remember telling him…”You woke me up at 4:30 in the morning and you want me to do my hair and makeup…negative sir.” I complained about not having coffee and about everyone being so awake at 5:00 in the morning the entire walk to the beach. It wasn’t on a rooftop or the bridge in Nashville, or on the center of Neyland Stadium. It was at 5:00 am (4:00 am for our family and friends back home) on a beach in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. I love my sleep…so anything before 8:00 am would have never been something I planned.
The point is, ladies, the world tells us what a perfect proposal is supposed to look like…but I’m living proof that if you wait for the right one for you, no matter what, the moment will be perfect for you both. I wouldn’t change one detail about this special day. I have woken up every morning since that day and looked down at my hand because I feel like I’m living a dream. I can not believe that I get to marry my very best friend. Bless him… Steve just signed himself up for a lifetime of Kenny Chesney concerts and Tennessee Football, he must really love me.