How We Met
It all started with a text from an old friend, cascaded quickly into dating, and he asked me to be his girlfriend on a bench in a park 4 1/2 years ago. Austin and I have known each other since middle school, and were even in the same friend group in high school; but that’s all we ever were: friends. Flash forward to our junior years of college, and I get a text from him saying he’s in Athens. To make a long (one too many Long Island ice teas later) story short, he was NOT in Athens and I was defeated. Our relationship flourished via phone calls, texts, game days, and movie dates. He moved to Athens, and we would frequently go to the park to go on runs, kick the soccer ball around, or go on picnics.
how they asked
We haven’t been back to Athens in 2 years, and we had been discussing going for a game or two. Austin had planned the weekend of September 7th about a month or so in advance and told me although it was an away game that we’d still make it a fun weekend reminiscing. We had made dinner reservations at our favorite places, talked about where we’d go to eat at some of our favorite breakfast places, and more things in between. Bright and early on Friday morning we packed up and headed to Athens to eat at a delicious place called Mamas Boy. We parked the car and walked to the front (there’s ALWAYS a wait) but it didn’t seem too busy this particular morning. The host told us 15 minutes and Austin grabbed my hand and suggested we go on a walk.
Coincidentally the park we went to often has an entrance behind Mamas Boy. I obviously protested this walk saying things like “it’s only 15 minutes, if we walk away they’ll give our table away.” And he insisted it would be okay, so I followed.
We walked across the bridge and over to a spot underneath where the old railroad track stands. Austin pauses and grabs both of my hands. As he begins to tell me his plan for this weekend, a man on an industrial lawn mower comes up from my left (just doing his job mowing the lawn in the park). This definitely threw Austin off his game, I blacked out from excitement; but I can tell you once Austin got down on one knee the lawnmower man cut the mower and I heard the words “Kimberly, I’ve known for a long time I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you, will you marry me?”
Amongst all of my happy tears, I said yes! And out from behind some trees comes his two sisters. One of them, who’s beginning her own photography business took our photos. The other had an arsenal of makeup and hair supplies. Only the BEST sisters I could ask for. Despite the lawnmower man’s interruption, the proposal was thoughtful, personal, and PERFECT. Austin even had traveled to the spot where he would propose weeks before to carve our initials and the date into the train tracks bridge.
We spent the rest of the weekend celebrating, and will spend the rest of our lives doing the same. I’m so grateful for my 7th grade crush on Austin, that little girl in me is smiling from ear to ear. Heres to a lifetime of blessings, triumph in hard times, and lots of (queso)and most importantly unconditional love.