How We Met
Jesse and I met at a Starbucks in Chapel Hill, NC on June 10, 2015, after first talking on a dating app (Tinder…we can laugh about it now lol). We spent our first date talking and laughing on a bench outside that shopping center for a total of 8 hours! The very next day, Jesse swears he thought I was going to friendzone him, but we ended up talking for another 3 hours that night at Cookout. I was actually only supposed to stay for two hours, as I had to pack to move home for the summer the very next day. I had even set an alarm on my phone to remind me to leave after 2 hours, but we just couldn’t stop talking. It was like I’d known him forever. The day after that was the day when I was supposed to move back to Wilmington for the summer. Due to some travel issues, I ended up staying one more night, which meant one more date for me and Jesse. We went out for ice cream and walked around my alma mater’s campus (UNC). After spending another few hours talking on yet another bench, we ended the night by slow dancing under the stars and fireflies on one of the most beautiful spots on campus (very close to where he ended up proposing the next year). Jesse chose a random song for us to dance to and it ended up being one of my favorites (“I’ll Be” by Edwin McCain). The whole scene was just like out of the ball scene of A Cinderella Story (another of my favorites). Soon after, we parted ways.We stayed in contact throughout the summer through written letters and FaceTime calls while we both worked at summer camps on opposite ends of the state. In August, I moved to Durham for my new job. We started officially dating almost immediately, after Jesse asked me to be his girlfriend on the same bench where we spent their first date.
how they asked
Jesse popped the question on June 10, 2016, exactly one year since we met and had our first date. He surprised me with an amazing dinner at The Carolina Inn (our wedding ceremony and reception venue), after first lying and saying we were going to eat somewhere more casual on Franklin Street. To keep me from getting my hopes up, Jesse insisted that the dinner was to celebrate the end of my first year of teaching, nothing more. After dinner, we walked through UNC’s campus to the spot where we had danced and talked for hours on our third date, the Old Well. Being a blue devils fan (I love him anyway), Jesse just had to make a comment about UNC losing the 2016 national championship basketball game. He asked me to turn on the drinking fountain at the Well, claiming he wanted to “drink the tears of the Tar Heels” . As I rolled my eyes and preoccupied myself with operating the fountain, Jesse dropped to one knee. When I finally looked up and realized what was happening, I was in total disbelief and excitement. “Really?! Really?! REALLY?!!… YES!” was the response. Afterwards,our first “engagement” photo was taken by a friendly student running by, whom we refer to as Jacob the Jogger.