Jonathan and Chloe
How We Met
Jonathan and I have been dating for 3 ½ years. We actually met through our moms. They were middle school teachers together, and they constantly tried to get us together and teased us about getting married someday. Jonathan had a crush on me throughout high school and always tried to get me to go on a date with him, but I was not interested and would politely say no and find a way to get around it. My friends would even tease me saying that we would get married someday even though I was reluctant to give him a chance. Our senior year of high school, he asked me to study with him in the library. At first I didn’t really want to, but I decided to give it a go. So I met him in the library after school, and I don’t think I ever looked up from the book I was reading the entire time because I was scared to talk to him, knowing that he liked me. We kept meeting in the library after school, and eventually I started actually talking to him. Soon it became our routine to meet after school and eventually we stopped studying and just hung out. I learned what a sweet, caring, and great guy he was, and I started developing feelings for him. He asked me to be his Homecoming date, and a couple days after the dance, we decided to start dating.
how they asked
Over the winter break, we had a lot of deep conversations that we needed to have before we could think about taking this next step in our relationship. After that is when Jonathan got in contact with my friends and started secretly planning the proposal. Over Spring break, a bunch of my sorority sisters and I decided to travel to Nashville. During the trip, in moments of lulls in conversation, one of my friends would ask random questions that I didn’t think much of at the time, but were actually questions she wanted answers for regarding my engagement, like if I liked cookies or cupcakes better. I said I liked cookies better and that is what showed up at the engagement party. One of my friends brought up that we should get our nails done since some of us had interviews for internships or graduate school tours right after our trip. I thought it was a good idea, so we went to get manicures. I didn’t feel like spending a lot of money on gel nails like I usually do since I was spending a lot of money on food during our trip, so I said I wanted a regular manicure.
However, when they brought out the LED lights that are used for gel nails, I was confused and thought it was a new way to dry regular nail polish. Then in the middle of the manicure I was sure that what I was getting were gel nails, but when I went to pay afterward, it was the cost of a regular manicure. I was very confused but went with it. Apparently, when my friends heard I was just wanting a regular manicure, one of my friends told her nail lady to switch out the regular nail polish with the gel nail polish and to give me a gel manicure instead, and my friends paid for the difference later so I wouldn’t suspect anything. Then another one of my friends, who is a photographer, asked all of us if we could help her out on a project she was working on. She said that she needed subjects for a photo-shoot for a special client, so I agreed, thinking it would be fun. When we were back in Waco after Spring break, the time came for the photo-shoot. Two of my friends picked me up, and we went to an area called Lovers Leap at Cameron Park. We were taking group pictures until they decided that we needed to look in the magazines that they brought to get ideas for poses.
I thought that was weird, but I went along with it. Except, they handed me a photo album instead of a magazine, and I knew something was up. One friend told me to look through it, so I started flipping through. Slowly, my friends started walking away from me. About half way through this photo album of pictures of me and my friends, I got to a picture of Jonathan and me. There was a note on the first picture of us that said, “Keep turning” in his handwriting with a smiley face. My heart started pounding because I knew exactly what was happening. I kept flipping through the photo album with my legs shaking like jack hammers. The last page of the photo album had a silhouette of a man on one knee holding a ring out and proposing.
I heard twigs breaking behind me, so I turned around. Coming toward me was Jonathan, trying to be sneaky. When he got to me, he said “Chloe, God says ‘He who finds a wife finds a good thing and obtains favor from the Lord,’” quoting Proverbs 18:22. Then he promptly got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I was in complete shock at this point but managed to say yes and hug him around the neck. Then my mom and high school friends and Jonathan’s friends came out of the bushes to complete the surprise. We took pictures in the sunset, and had an engagement party afterwards at my friends’ apartment. It was a dream come true, and I can’t wait to start planning the wedding and our future lives together.