How We Met
I was taking middle schoolers to a week of Wyld Life camp when on the second day I went to the camp store to get some sunscreen. Before I knew it, in front of me stood a fair maiden. Her hair was fire red and her eyes sparkled green blue and yellow in an explosion of life and joy. I asked for the sunscreen behind her and though she believed I was only out for UV protection, she later found that what needed to be guarded most was her heart. FROM THIS GUY!
After only a few interactions during the week, I went home with Hannah on my mind and decided to write her. A few letters later and she gave me her phone number so I could call on her. A few calls later and I got to take her on a date.
how they asked
As Han is job hunting in the events planning/ wedding coordinating field, she finds this farm in Murphy NC that she wants to look at as a potential wedding venue for us. Now originally I was planning to ask the big Q first weekend of Feb on a trip up to see some college friends, but plans fell through so I had been carrying the ring around trying to figure out the best time and way to ask- and I made up my mind Monday, the day we planned to look at this venue, was the day.
I was going to get down on a knee that evening in the middle of downtown Brevard where the Christmas lights still hang on the trees and holiday magic still lingers. To add to the magic I had asked my buddy James to run through the street with sparklers…. only it didn’t happen quite that way.
Rewind to the afternoon at the farm. We finish our tour and Han says “lets walk around for a while.” I like Hannah and I like walks so this seemed like a great idea. We start walking towards this bridge on a lake in the middle of a valley and it seems like this could be the moment, but the ring… is in the car. We talk for a few minutes and I asked Han a question then romantically cut her off and said “I’M COLD HANG ON I NEED A JACKET!”
I ran back to get the ring (In the jacket) and realized when I got to her that it was in a pocket without a button so now all I can think of is how it’s totally going to fall through the cracks of this bridge. I’m not smoothly shifting it around pockets and trying to talk to Hannah and I realize I just have to ask her. I love this woman, and all I have to do is ask. I tell her that I want to take a picture of her looking into the distance (note: the only thing in sight are cows and a muddy pasture #scenic) and as she turns away, I get down on a knee and say “Hannah.” She turns and cries and says yes.
She said yes. We are getting married. It’s real and it’s really happening. All because of she helped me get sunscreen and I wrote a letter.