How We Met
Kyle and I met in September of 2011, our freshman year of high school. We were both in the STEM program so we were in a lot of the same classes together. He has apparently always had a crush on me, but I thought he was just a dorky kid and he would always steal my stuff during math class and play keep away with his friend. But our story doesn’t actually start until our junior year.
At the beginning of junior year I had to switch my schedule around because I had been put in some classes that I shouldn’t have been in. This got me switched into the same chemistry class as Kyle, where the only available seat was right behind him. In my small sixteen-year-old brain I was like “Ooh, Kyle got really cute over the summer,” and he apparently still had a crush on me, so we started talking a lot more and had our first date on December 27, 2013.
We were thrown into relationship milestones pretty quickly. He met my dad on our second date because neither of us had our license at this point, and his parents weren’t available to pick him up so my dad drove him home. Thankfully they hit it off right away.
During our senior year, when we realized we were going to different colleges, we had a serious conversation about the future. We came to the conclusion that we did not want this to end, and that we were going to marry each other one day, so we did not break up in college like so many people told us we should.
Going to different colleges was really hard. Even though we were both still in Mass, we were so busy with school, extracurriculars, and work, that we eventually ended up only being able to see each other once a month during the school year. There were many times we were uncertain, but we always fought through it because we knew that we wanted to be together.
After both our undergrad, and his extra year to get his maters degree, we finally moved into our first apartment together in April 2020. Living together has been such a fun new adventure, and I’m so grateful to be able to be with him during the craziness that is the world right now.
How They Asked
Growing up, my grammy had a cottage in the Cape, in Sandwich, and she sold it right around the end of my time in high school. Kyle ended up telling me his original plan was to contact the new owners and bring me there to propose, but had to change his plan more than once due to COVID.
I have wanted to do a couples photoshoot for probably three years now, so earlier this summer when Kyle told me his friend was trying to get into photography, I was a little suspicious (although it turns out he didn’t actually plan for the photoshoot to be the proposal until only a couple weeks beforehand). We ended up going to a small stretch of beach next to the Cape Cod Canal in Sandwich for our photoshoot. After a short while of taking photos in the grass and along the sand, we went back to the cars to change into our second outfits and try to get some photos on the jetty.
About halfway down our photographer had us stop and wait while he looked farther down for a flat rock for us to stand on. It was slowly getting rainy, and the wind and waves were making the rocks wet so he wanted to make sure we wouldn’t fall.
Kyle and I just stood and talked while waiting, and I noticed his hands behind his back so I asked what he was hiding. He immediately knew what I was implying and tricked me, saying that it was not happening that day, and I should get it out of my mind, because he would feel really bad if I brought it up later (sneaky). He told me that a friend of mine from college would be doing the pictures, so until I saw him, it was not happening.
Our photographer then called us to the end of the jetty, where he said he would have me stand alone, then have Kyle walk up and turn me around. I’ve seen this done in photoshoots before so I didn’t really think anything of it. After a minute, Kyle came and stood with me for a couple pictures, then left again (I’m guessing to get the ring from his bag), claiming that he was going to get more instruction from our photographer, as we could not hear him over the wind. When he came back, he said something about that being the last photo we took as boyfriend and girlfriend, I honestly can’t remember fully because I blacked out when I turned around and saw him get down on one knee!
After I said YES and he put the ring on my finger I just kept calling him a liar for tricking me. I cannot wait to marry this man. It is so unbelievable to me that I am going to marry the person I fell in love with at sixteen. I am so excited to be able to live in mutual weirdness with my favorite person, forever.