How We Met
What all started off as a summer fling, turned out to be one of the greatest journeys of life that I could have ever imagined. Tony and I met at a mutual friends house for a 4th of July party. In Texas, the weather is always unpredictable and it began to get chilly that night. I asked if anyone had a sweater and by coincidence Tony just so happened to have one in his car. He let me borrow the sweater and left before I could give it back. I ended up friending him on Facebook and let him know I washed the sweater and wanted to give it back to him. He came by my house to grab it and asked if I was hungry. I actually was and we had an unofficial first date at Chic-Fil-A.
Tony and I ended up hanging out for the rest of the summer, and summer was coming towards an end. It was time for me to head back to UT in Austin for school. The weekend before I left, we went for a late night stroll in the park, talking and exchanging laughs. I grew to have feelings for him and knew that I might not see him for a while and if I wanted to let him know how I felt in person, this would be it. Once I let him know how I felt, he agreed that maybe it was more than a friendship that we had between us.
how they asked
Tony asked me to go help volunteer for his job at a charity event at the Dallas Arboretum. When we arrived, he was acting strange. Apparently, Tony was trying to stall to allow the videographer to set up and continued to tell me he was not sure where we needed to be. Tony began calling his “co-workers” for directions ( He was actually calling the videographer the whole time). We began walking back and forth and I began to get irritated because he is the worse at planning and being on time. Tony eventually tells me that he got hold of his co-workers and they informed him that the event was canceled early due to a possible rain storm. (This was the code from the videographer that they were ready for us).
Once he told me the event was canceled, I was ready to go home but Tony insisted that we should check out the place since we were already there and we both have never been to the Dallas Arboretum since living in Dallas. As we walked toward a beautiful fountain underneath a canopy of trees, he grabs my hand and tells me that we weren’t here for a work event at all. Tony than grabs my hand and tells me the reason why we were really here, why my family and friends were visiting for the weekend and I was speechless. Once I began crying, he got down on one knee and tells me that he wants to spend the rest of his life with me.
“Will you marry me?” He asked, and this is how our journey as the future Mr. and Mrs Khamvongsa starts.