How We Met
Jack and I met at The University of Arizona in Human Sexuality. I spotted him on the first day of class but he was absolutely oblivious to my existence. To give him the benefit of the doubt it was a large class (50+ students) of mostly women.
Each class I would sit closer and closer to him, hoping he would look my way. The class was later divided into groups of 3 and we were placed together! I was soooo nervous! We exchanged numbers, you know, for class purposes, and the rest is history!
How They Asked
Jack and I planned a trip to Hawaii before I was to start nursing school. My aunt, uncle, and cousin live on Oahu, so we stayed with them sleeping in a tent on the porch. It was the best room in the house with a great breeze and waking up to bird song and the smell of plumerias blooming. The trip was fantastic; Jack and I had so much fun exploring the island and soaking up the sun. We were about to head home but my uncle suggested a sail on their boat to the “sandbar”, which is a mini beach island surrounded by reef (GREAT snorkeling). I noticed 2 GoPros mounted on the railing pointing inward but didn’t think much of it (my uncle and cousin are always doing GoPro projects), plus I was really excited to snorkel! My aunt and uncle wanted to teach me how to sail. You see, my family all know how to sail, but my brother and I were skipped over. The pressure was on to bring honor back to the family name!
My uncle started recording me, Jack was right next to me, encouraging me to hoist the sail. The hoist went smoothly, or at least I thought it did. Jack and my uncle kept asking if the sail was “all the way up.” It was! The sail couldn’t go any further! I was so confused why they kept asking me. At this point, Jack was down on one knee with the ring in his hand. I was still oblivious to Jack and to the fact that the sail I hoisted said: “WILL YOU MARRY ME BRITT?” Jack had to leave his post and point very matter of factly to each word on the sail. I finally realized what was happening and I could not have been happier!
He was holding the ring but the ocean was choppy. I could imagine him trying to put the ring on my finger and it falling to the depths of Kaneohe Bay! The beautiful ring landed safely on my finger and we headed back to the dock to make it to our dinner reservations to celebrate our engagement. Although the story is slightly embarrassing for me, I wouldn’t have it happen any other way. I love you, Jack Urban!