Elizabeth and Tommy
How We Met
Tommy and I met at church summer camp when he was 15 and I was 16. We were cleaning toilets as an outreach trip one day (romance was blooming), and we bumped into each other. As he went to say “Sorry…” he told me “You have really pretty eyes.” I said thank you, kept walking, and all my friends and I started freeeaaaking out. I told my friends that day that he was the man I was going to marry. Everyone made fun of me, but I knew he was special. He was adorable, and we continued to hang out, flirt, and even hold hands the entire week. When I found out he lived in Virginia (I was from Massachusetts), I was devastated. The night I got back from camp was my best friend, Sarah’s, birthday, and I legitimately spent the ENTIRE party gushing about Tommy.
We tried to keep in touch, but could only text and call so much. We reconnected off and on for about a year and a half. My senior year of high school, my debate club was taking a trip to Washington D.C. I texted Tommy, since I knew he lived close, and told him I’d be there, hoping he’d come and see me. He told me he would, and I was over the moon. Sarah, however, knew me better- she knew that I would chicken out of meeting up with him, so she got in touch with him and planned for him to surprise me so that we would definitely see each other. He surprised me with a rose and we had our first kiss, and spent the night holding hands and talking about just about everything. He was still just as perfect as I remembered him. The next weekend, he officially asked me to be his girlfriend. We dated long distance for about a year and a half before we went to the same college in 2016.
how they asked
Tommy and I have always planned on getting married after we graduate in May of 2019, so we were planning to get engaged this summer (2018). Since we are both doing internships out of state, I had planned a couple of wedding venue tours for before we left so that we’d have an idea of what we wanted when we finally got engaged. I had found one venue, Sierra Vista, and fell in love with the ceremony view- so, I got in contact with them and attempted to set up a tour. Little did I know, however, that Tommy had already contacted the owner and given her a specific date and time to offer me. The day came, and we went to look at puppies, went out to a nice dinner, and then toured the venue. It was all beautiful, and I was in love.
At the end of the tour, the owner said we could walk back around and look at whatever we wanted. So, Tommy took me over to where the ceremonies happen. I didn’t think anything of it until I saw the aisle in front of the Blue Ridge Mountains lines with rose petals and lit up with candles. The tears started flowing as soon as I figured it out- he pulled out my grandmother’s engagement ring, got down on one knee, and asked me to be his wife. All I could do was nod through my tears! After the proposal, he took me onto the porch overlooking the view and sat me in front of a bucket of water.
He began to wash my feet, a very sweet and important symbolic event in our Christian faith. He talked about how he wanted this moment to serve as a symbol of his love for me being unselfish and servant-like. It was absolutely picture perfect, and hands-down the sweetest thing he’d ever done for me. We ended the night with cheesecake and sparkling cider by the fire. I had never been one to believe in love at first sight, but marrying the boy I said I would at 16 years old has proved me entirely wrong. I know that we were made for one another, and I can’t wait to start my life with him.