How We Met: On January 15, 2012 I was at a bar in Brooklyn with my roommate and her sister who was in town. Her sister had invited one of her guy friends to meet up with us and Mike tagged along. We’ve been dating ever since that day, for over three and a half years, and have been inseparable since the day we met.
how they asked: Ever since we started dating, we’ve had a special bridge in Central Park that we spend time at and take photos of every season to create a montage how it changed throughout the year.
This August, we planned a two-week trip to France: one week in Paris and the other week in the French Riviera. Mike suggested to start our trip off on the right foot, we’d grab lunch at Tavern on the Green in Central Park before flying out to Paris later on that day. After lunch, he suggested we go for a walk in the park and asked where I thought we should go. “How about we go to our bridge?” I asked. So off we went on a manhunt to find this bridge that isn’t the easiest thing to find in Central Park (little did I know he had been there so many times prepping for this that he could take me there with his eyes closed.) We’re almost there and turn the corner and there’s the bridge decorated in tulle and so many bouquets of flowers I couldn’t even count.
“Wow, look at that, someone decorated it!” I said completely unaware of what was about to happen.
“I did this,” he exclaimed.
“What?? Why?!” I asked.
“Because, I want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you,” he said.
And as he got down on one knee I blacked out from all the excitement and barely remember what else happened because I was so overwhelmed with joy. I said “yes” and he then pointed to his sister who was standing at the end of the bridge with a tripod and a camera capturing the whole thing.
My future sister-in-law took the day off from work to meet the florist at the bridge and set up. She also made sure no one else was going to be in our photos by blocking off the bridge with “Caution Wet Paint” tape bought from a party store. Such a clever idea. I was so happy that she was a part of this special day, and that I’ll soon be able to call her my sister.
I was so shocked that he pulled this off and surprised me. Especially because in just a few hours we’d be going to Paris (where everyone we knew had thought he might propose) so I was caught totally off-guard.
He planned EVERY detail: he designed the floral arrangements on the bridge with my favorite flowers, he made sure I was photo-ready because he knew I’d be mad if this happened when I was in sweatpants, and of course, the ring (without me ever telling him my size, I might add.) And most of all, it meant the world to me that he put so much thought into where he would propose. It was at the most romantic spot in Central Park, our spot, and the place that I’ll now remember for the rest of my life.
Photos by: Megan Deford