How We Met
Victor and I met at church. We were members of the same youth group and received the Sacrament of Confirmation the same year. However, I will admit, that I had only the slightest idea of who he was and I didn’t remember ever speaking a word to him. After Confirmation, I became very involved in the youth group as a leader. So did Victor; but again, we didn’t hang around the same group, so we weren’t close at all. It wasn’t until he left for a while then came back during college that we started to hang out. He and I, along with my other best friend, quickly became inseparable. We did everything together. We attended all of the events together, led retreats together, and our friendship even grew beyond Church grounds. It didn’t take long for Victor and I to grow feelings for one another. We texted all day every day, we sat next to each other on the bus on the way to and from retreats, and he would always start cupcake fights with me. Thinking back on it now, people knew that something was there, but no one or rarely anyone, not even us, admitted to it. We were best friends after all. After about a couple more months of deeper conversations and greater friendship, I finally knew God was telling me I was ready, and we both finally opened up about our feelings for one another.
Victor asked me to be his girlfriend on August 13, 2013. That day, I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so happy and so much peace.
I knew it was the right time for us and I knew we were right for each other because God had been planning it all along.
God continues to plan our story; our adventure. He has already set in motion what we patiently and faithfully wait to see. We know it’s going to be good, because “God is good, all the time and all the time, God is good.”
How They Asked
When Victor and I first started dating, I took him to this spot. I took him here because it was the only way I thought I could “introduce” him to the memory of someone who was so special to me, my grandfather. Seaport Village was one of my grandfather’s favorite places in San Diego, and our family spent many Sunday afternoons there. My grandfather was the rock of my family. I was his little girl; his youngest granddaughter, and he was my everything. I never knew how important it would be to me for my grandfather to know the love of my life until I met him and I realized how alike their hearts were and how I would have loved to have seen them get along.
Over the course of the next 6 1/2 years, the tradition of stopping by this spot every time we were in the area and on the anniversary of my grandfather’s passing continued. Whether with family or just Victor and I, the stories of my grandfather’s influence were never-ending and brought so much peace to my heart. Little did I know that Victor had it planned all along to propose in this spot. There were so many other places that he could have chosen from that reflected our relationship, but instead, he chose this spot because he knew how much I would have wanted my grandfather to have been present during this moment.
Victor told me we were going to a Christmas themed event at Seaport Village since we didn’t get to attend December Nights at Balboa Park earlier that month. I was excited just to spend the day with him. As we walked, we passed by this spot, as usual. We stopped to breathe in the fresh air, listen to the waves, and talk about my grandfather as the following day would be 17 years since his passing. Victor then looked at me and smiled, and suddenly, I felt an immense emotion of nervousness and excitement take over.
It started with a ring pop he took out from his pocket. This is a different story. We had been seriously talking about getting engaged for about a year and a half already and after a birthday party one day he took out a ring pop, put it on my finger and asked, “does this count?” I laughed and said, “absolutely not.” So when Victor took out the ring pop this day, he knew I would remember and it would make me laugh. He showed it to me and said, “Remember this?” All I could respond with was “Yes” along with a big smile on my face. He then said, “Remember you said it didn’t count?” I again said, “Yes” along with that same smile but bigger. He finally said, “Well, I want to make it count and I want to do it right here in front of your grandfather and in front of all the people we care about.” At this point, I had no idea those “other people” were watching the whole thing unfold from behind the trees. Victor then took the box out of his pocket, knelt down on one knee, and said, “Cassandra, will you marry me?” I felt so incredibly overjoyed and of course, I said YES! I then hugged him once he got up and that’s when I heard the voices of our closest friends and families cheering for us. He placed the ring on my finger, passed me a bouquet of my favorite flowers that my best friend was holding on to, and we spent the rest of the day celebrating the first step towards the beginning of the rest of our lives together.