How We Met
We met on a chilly September day in Maine. We had exchanged a few messages via a lesbian dating app, but when we realized the immediate chemistry, we planned to meet up for a walk at the South Portland, Maine Lighthouse. We hopped along the rocky breakwater and sat beneath the lighthouse, chatting about our pasts, passions, and future plans. We both felt the infatuation and blooming of new romance. When we returned to our separate homes the conversation continued to flow over text. We had already begun making plans for our next date. As they say, the rest is HERstory.
How They Asked
Much of our engagement was planned together, which really helped create excitement and shared the anticipation. We headed into Rocky Mountain National Park, as we both feel most alive and connected in the mountains. Allie had placed Post-It notes all over our home, truck, and hotel room with promises of sunrises, date nights, and even I Love Lucy marathons.
We had an amazing afternoon walking around an alpine lake and observing the aspens starting to turn a golden yellow. Just before sunset, we climbed to the edge of a rocky precipice, with views of mountains all around us. Allie pulled a stethoscope out of her bag and put it to her chest. She told me to listen to her heart as we anticipated what was to come. It was reminiscent of our first kiss when I placed the stethoscope on MY chest and had Allie listen to my heartbeat as our lips touched for the first time.
Allie promised to kiss me on the mountaintops in every state, country, and planet…if we could get there. Then she got down on her knee and asked me to marry her. I said, “Yes, I will!” as we tearfully embraced. We enjoyed our first fiancé kiss at 12,500 feet and we truly felt as though we were on top of the world.