How We Met
Warren and I met on a hot summer night. A taco Tuesday to be exact. You see, I had plans to meet a friend and her boyfriend and was running late as usual. I decided I would stop at a grocery store that was not my usual store (in a completely different city of Colorado) and there he was…the cutest guy I had ever seen!! I asked him if he knew where the salsa was and after walking me up and down each aisle until we found salsa, he helped me out to my car with my ONE grocery bag haha and got my number.
How They Asked
Knowing his future wife was EXTRA, Warren proposed in the most extra way…on the top of Pikes Peak while my parents were visiting. The morning of the proposal Warren told me he had to run to get the car cleaned before picking up my parents, which I completely believed because that’s just the type of person he is. When he came back to pick me up, I noticed the car wasn’t as clean as usual, but he said the car wash was super busy, so he just wiped it down. [Later found out he was actually picking up my ring – which makes sense because I don’t even think car washes are open at 7 AM…DUH]
Once we got to the Springs, we had to wait a minute before getting on the cog train, but since I was cold (as always) I put my hands in his coat. I distinctively remember my mom telling me not to put my hands in his coat, but I didn’t understand why she would care. Moments later we boarded the train and took off for the peak and little did I know my life was about to change forever.
We reached the top, took some photos of the AMAZING view and went inside for hot chocolate and food. We only had about 20-25 minutes up top and my mom had made it abundantly clear she wanted a photo of the four of us before we went back down. With about 10 minutes left we went outside to face the cold and take photos. After the photo, my parents stepped out of the frame and before I could walk off warren had pulled me back and asked if we could have a photo just us. Right there in front of family and some strangers, Warren dropped down on one knee and asked me to spend forever with him. With tears frozen to my face, I nodded and said yes. After making our way back down on the train we decided to stop at the Broadmoor Hotel in Colorado Springs, where we had dinner and champagne before heading back to Denver.
The next weekend Warren took me out to celebrate just us two. At dinner, he gave me a handwritten letter and said he wanted to remind me of all the things he promised at the peak the day he proposed. Right there at the dinner table with [happy] tear-soaked eyes. I was reading this beautiful letter, reliving my favorite day all over again, wondering how I got so incredibly lucky!