How We Met
I met Josh met on September 20th, 2008 while I was visiting a friend at her college. Josh was a student there as well, and she introduced us. We immediately clicked. Josh spent the rest of the night trying to impress me, even going so far as borrowing another guy’s guitar to play me a few songs because he found out that I was into music and came from a musical family. Josh didn’t know until later in our relationship that I had already “dibsed” him almost immediately upon meeting him (for anyone that is not familiar with the rules of “dibs”, it is defined in the Merriam-Webster dictionary as “the right to have or choose something”). I had made it very known to all of the girls at the party that we were at that I he was going to be mine. So really, this was all a part of my master plan. Though we would not see each other again until the following April, we exchanged numbers and talked daily, sometimes for hours at a time (which was not at all annoying or confusing to our friends, roommates and family). During these long phone/instant-messenger conversations, our friendship grew through an almost identical taste in movies, music, and lots and lots of laughter. After meeting again (for only the second time) in Philadelphia at a friend’s dance competition, we decided to make it official. Over the next 8 years, our love outlasted an 8 hour/400 mile gap, 6 (collective) new jobs, 3 apartments, and 2 moves. We finally settled down in New Jersey where we could be close to New York City, the beach and our families. We adopted a 20 pound cat that we lovingly nicknamed Bubs.
how they asked
In November of 2016, we took a spur-of-the-moment Mediterranean cruise, which left out of Venice, Italy. On November 12th, we boarded the ship in the early evening. Josh convinced me that we should take pictures of the city as we departed, and led me out onto our private balcony. With my back to him and my focus on the camera, I spent a few minutes trying to get the perfect shot while Josh patiently waited. He kept asking me if I was finished yet, finally growing impatient and asked me to turn around and show him the photos. When I turned around, I found him on one knee. With the lights of Venice as the backdrop, Josh asked me to marry him. After a lot of crying and “ohmygodareyouserious”ing, I said yes. We Face-timed our families and a few close friends to share the exciting news (most of which already knew, and are apparently REALLY good at keeping secrets). After swearing everyone to secrecy until we were back stateside, we spent the rest of our vacation enjoying and celebrating our engagement before coming home to share the news with everyone.