How We Met
We believe that our story begins before we ever met. In December 2013, my (Chelsea’s) Papa passed away after a short battle with cancer. Following his death, I prayed every night for months to have just a part of him back. I believe that in the following months, those prayers were answered when the series of events that led to my meeting Logan kicked off. In January 2014, I took a marketing internship at the hospital in the town where I was attending my senior year of college and Logan had grown up. Little did I know, I would be working with my future sister-in-law, Tara! That February, Tara introduced Logan and I for the very first time. And while it didn’t instantly kick off due to Logan attending college in another state, that meeting stuck with the two of us over the next few months.
When the school year ended in May, Logan came back to Warrensburg for the summer where I had decided to spend the summer while looking for my first real job. That May, Logan reached out to me again. From the moment we first began talking, we became inseparable. Logan and I have shared our laughs, love, travels, interests and lives together. Four years, three fur babies and a home later, we took the trip that would kick off the rest of our lives.
how they asked
In January 2018, Logan text me out of the blue with a flight confirmation and “Happy Birthday!” We were heading to Iceland in May for my birthday present, or so I thought. Over the next few months, I began planning a perfect vacation while Logan was secretly planning a perfect proposal. On May 5th, we were off! Nearly 24 hours after leaving our three fur babies at home, we finally landed in Iceland and began our vacation. Starting with a relaxing morning in the Blue Lagoon and ending the day with a nap, a movie and a full night’s rest, I had no clue what was in store the next morning and was excitedly preparing for a full day of hiking.
May 7th started out with one of my favorite things, a trip to a local coffee shop. From there, Logan drove us out to Thingvellir National Park and our day of hiking began. Despite the rain, we enjoyed the gorgeous scenery, local history, and a car picnic. Nearing the end of the day, Logan insisted upon going back out to the canyon where two continental plates come together, the only place in the world where you can stand on two plates. Cold and soaked from the rain, I reluctantly followed him.
As Logan paced back and forth, I urged him to head back to the car to warm up and get ready for dinner reservations. Finally, Logan asked to take one last selfie together in front of the scenery before we went back to the car – the last photo we would take as boyfriend and girlfriend. Logan then dropped to one knee and I instantly burst into tears. As Logan gave the most beautiful speech, all I could do was cry and nod yes. When he said the words, “Will you marry me?” I knelt down to his level, completely forgetting to say “YES!” and kissed him. Logan then had to ask me to give him my hand, to take off my winter glove and to stop shaking before I finally remembered the ring! (Which was more beautiful than I could ever imagine.)
When he was finally able to put the ring on, he waved to someone and I realized that he had hired a photographer! The thought and preparation that he had put into such a gorgeous and special proposal instantly hit me and the tears started all over again (and quite frankly didn’t stop for about four hours!) Once I was able to compose myself, we spent the next hour exploring the park and taking photos to capture the beautiful day. Calling our parents, siblings and best friends was beyond special for us. But, for me, Facetiming with my Nana brought our story so far full circle.
When we announced our engagement to her over Facetime, Nana instantly burst into tears and told us how she had prayed for that moment every night. At that moment, hearing about her prayers, I couldn’t help but think back to the prayers that I said four years ago, asking for a piece of my Papa back.
So many qualities that make Logan the man who reminds me of my Papa. His demeanor, his kind heart, his supportive nature—my prayers were answered. And I truly believe that my Papa pulled a couple of strings with the big guy to send the most perfect, caring, wonderful man to me.