How We Met
Kyle and I met during my freshman year of high school in 2010, which was his junior year. We met through mutual friends and spent time around one another in several group settings. As time went on Kyle tried to pursue things with me, however, I did not have much interest at the time. Fast forward to the summer of 2012, Kyle was getting ready to head off for his first semester of college to play football and I was entering my junior year of high school. My high school bestie invited a group of us to a concert, which happened to include Kyle. Although he was playing hard to get all night, he sent me a text at the end of the night asking if I had made it home safely. I quickly became impressed by his thoughtfulness. As time went on we started to get to know one another, and made things official the week before he left for college. Many people doubted that we could make things work at such a busy time of our lives, but we knew we would make it work. I spent most weekends visiting him attending his football games, and the weekends he had off he would come visit me. Two years later Kyle ended up transferring to the college I was attending, The University of Central Florida. Throughout the 6 1/2 years we’ve been together we have had our fair share of ups and downs, but together is our happiest place. Kyle is my forever best friend, dance partner, late night snack buddy, and soulmate. We were meant for one another, and cannot wait to say “I do”.
How They Asked
Kyle and I headed to NYC to celebrate my 23rd birthday, which little did I know was going to turn into the trip of a lifetime. We arrived on a Thursday and spent the day enjoying brunch and walking around Central Park. We took it pretty easy this day as we had been traveling and didn’t want to be too exhausted the rest of the trip. Friday morning, we woke up to a winter wonderland as everything was covered in beautiful white snow.
We decided to change our plans for the day and grab some local bagels and head back to Central Park to see all the fresh snow. After enjoying Central Park again, we explored the rest of the city. We met my cousin who lives in the city for dinner and a cocktail. Our visit with her was short as she had an early flight to catch in the morning. Saturday morning, we headed to see the Brooklyn Bridge and the 9-11 Memorial. I was looking forward to spending the day at the 9-11 museum, however, the line was extremely long and Kyle wasn’t wanting to wait. He suggested we went back to the hotel to freshen up and go back to Central Park (for the THIRD time) in the afternoon. I wasn’t thrilled with this idea as we had spent the last two days in Central Park and was hoping to do the museum. Unhappy with this plan, I agreed and we headed back to the hotel.
Kyle started freshening up and put on a nice outfit (how did I not catch on?!). I kept on the same outfit I was wearing throughout the day and threw on a beanie so I wouldn’t have to touch up my makeup. For the third time, we were headed back to Central Park. We caught a taxi and Kyle let the driver know where exactly we were headed in the park. When we were dropped off, Kyle started walking like he was going somewhere specific. A few seconds later we approached a stairway lined with rose petals down to a little gazebo on the water.
At this point Kyle had tears running down his face and I was still clueless as I asked, “Are we allowed down here?” He continued to walk me down to the gazebo and I finally realized what was happening. It was the day I have dreamt of for years. Kyle got down on one knee and asked me to spend forever with him, and it was the easiest YES of my life! He had hired a photographer who was pretending to take scenic photos, and my cousin (who didn’t actually have an early flight) was hiding in the bushes to surprise me. It was easily the best day of my life.