Charline and Scott
How We Met
Scott and I met through eHarmony, we had both tried dating through other apps and through friends, but neither of us had found anyone we felt a spark with. We matched in the last three days of my trial plan for the site and started talking, exchanging multiple messages a day. Since my subscription was running out, I suggested that we meet up for lunch at a local restaurant. On October 8th, 2016, our date day, things immediately felt different. Both of us were relaxed and completely at ease with each other. We grabbed lunch in Coconut Grove, FL and talked non-stop for two hours. Some friends of mine were hanging out at breweries in Wynwood nearby and we decided to head that way and meet up with them. Scott fit in so seamlessly with my friends and we had so much fun in such a low pressure environment, it was like we’d already been dating for years.
Afternoon turned into evening and we were still enjoying each other’s company, so we headed back to Coconut Grove for some dinner at a local place called Barracuda Taphouse and Grill. We’re both college sports fans and went to rival universities, he went to the University of Florida and I went to the University of Miami, and Miami was playing a mutual rival, Florida State that night, so we stayed for the game too. He didn’t end up leaving until around midnight, and after a goodnight kiss, our first date came to a blissful end. We had our second date just two days later, and another by the end of the week, we were both hooked! Fast forward a little bit, and we now live together with two adorable cats. We’ve gone on so many adventures together, including impromptu trips, scuba diving, Broadway shows, buying a boat, and many, many dates at Barracuda Taphouse and Grill, which we affectionately call ‘Cudas for trivia night on Tuesdays. On our first date we joked about filming an eHarmony testimonial if things worked out between us… well, we are now one step closer to doing that!!!
how they asked
My family is from France, and although my parents and siblings now live in the U.S., my grandparents still live across the pond. Last year Scott, who is American, came with me to visit France for the first time and got to meet everyone. This year, he didn’t get the time off, so I left on my own for ten days with family. My trip also coincided with the 2018 World Cup, and my return flight was booked for Sunday, July 15th, which was the day of the final, meaning I wouldn’t get to watch it. A few days into my trip, France qualified for the finals, and I was so upset that I was going to miss my team playing in the finals. Scott was hanging out at ‘Cudas with some of our friends for trivia night, and he immediately started trying to figure out ways for me to stay longer and see the final. He called my siblings and even my dad to get my flight changed to the next day.
Then he had another idea, “I’m coming to France” he texted me, to which I replied, “Excuse me, what??”. I was so apprehensive of him spending money to come all that way for just two days and that it was going to be super chaotic in Paris, but his only reply was that he’d booked a flight and was arriving the very next day. At that point, I was at my maternal grandparents’ house on the southwest coast of France, so in the morning, I took a train to Paris and met him at the airport. I honestly hadn’t quite registered that he was actually coming to France yet until I saw him arriving through the gates at the airport!!!
We rented a car and drove north to Cambrai, where my paternal grandmother lives. Now let’s get one thing straight, grandma can say a few words of English, but she cannot speak it conversationally, and Scott cannot speak French either. So I spent the next two days translating between the two as we took day trips around the area and enjoyed our time with family. On Saturday night, our last night before heading to Paris for the finals, we were hanging out in the backyard after dinner, enjoying sunset and feeding the neighbors’ pony, Tonnerre, when Scott began to speak to me in French. He said “Je t’aime, je t’aime plus que tout au monde”, (I love you, I love you more than anything in the world) then he switched to English to tell me that he’d written me a little love note, something I’d been asking for. He took my hands and then got on one knee, at which point I immediately blurted out “Wait, seriously!?” (I know, silly me… haha). He pulled a crumpled napkin out of his pocket and began to read to me, entirely in French, a beautiful love letter which ended by asking if I would marry him. Of course there was nothing for me to say but “Oui” at that point! I was shaking so much with happiness and adrenaline and he was so nervous he was shaking too.
My grandma, who was also super emotional, then told me that he’d actually talked to her that morning. He had written another note entirely in French for just for her, explaining what he wanted to do and asking for her blessing. It was so incredibly special of him to include her, he even asked strangers on the plane for help with the grammar and pronunciation to make sure everything was perfect! He told me that my ring was still at the jewelers because they got delayed and didn’t have it ready before he left, but honestly that didn’t matter at this point. He showed my grandma pictures of what it’s going to look like (I wanted to be surprised), all I know it that it was originally his grandmother’s ring and he’s had it refitted for me. Hopefully we’ll have it by the end of the week! To make things even better, July 14th is Bastille Day, which we celebrated with gorgeous fireworks in town and a bottle of champagne after. He couldn’t have picked a more perfect proposal.
The next day, we headed to Paris to watch the World Cup finals under the Eiffel Tower. It was such an incredible experience, made even more amazing when France won and the entire city of Paris erupted into cheer and took to the streets to celebrate! The whole weekend was like a fairytale written just for us, and it’s a fairytale we’ll definitely be telling our kids when we have them!