Kira and Clint
How We Met
One night I was so tired of her awful dating experiences I stopped mid walk to pray, almost in a meditative state, and asked God to send me a good man. Later I experienced a vision of the words “He is Coming” written in my foggy shower door, which lead me to believe God was answering my prayers. It was around this time that I decided to reactivate my OkCupid profile.
Meanwhile, Clint was very close to taking a long, possibly permanent, break from online dating after a series of first dates that went nowhere. However, he decided to give it a go just a few more days, during which time he came across my profile for the first time. He could tell I was a smart, beautiful, genuine woman, so he messaged me. I responded almost immediately. I liked that Clint was religious and volunteered a lot. We messaged back and forth for a couple of days until Clint asked me to dinner.
We met on January 10, 2015, at Hillside Farmacy in Austin, TX. After a wonderful dinner, we began to depart but it was raining outside. Clint asked me to wait and ran to his car to retrieve his umbrella. He came back and walked me to my car. At that point, I knew he was the answer to my prayers. Similarly, Clint could sense that a was something different about this girl . We have been inseparable since.
how they asked
For some time Clint knew where he wanted to propose to me – in front of the red doors of the Main Building at St. Edward’s University. Clint lives and work at St. Edward’s as a Residence Director and we pass the red doors several times during evening walks around campus. The trouble was, Clint didn’t know how to get me there at a set date and time and still keep it a surprise. Then fate threw him a break. Clint’s sister and brother-in-law, who ran a photography business on the side, held a photo shoot for a client on the St. Edward’s campus. This gave Clint an idea – the very next Sunday, he would tell me that his sister and brother-in-law were holding another shoot for another client at St. Edward’s, only this time they wanted to get dinner with us after the shoot. Clint’s sister would eventually text him that they had “finished” at the red doors and that we could meet them there and carpool to dinner.
Clint’s sister and brother-in-law agreed to actually be there to assist with setup and take photos. Clint also enlisted his other sister and a close co-worker friend to help, and he hired one of his student workers who played the harp. We waited in Clint’s apartment until his sister texted. Once she did we began to walk over. As we came in sight of the Main Building steps, we could see the harpist and his siblings; however, I did not yet figure out what was happening. It was only after Clint said “It’s almost as if someone were proposing today” that’s when I realized what was going on, and a smile came over my face.
We walk up the steps, adorned with red and gold rose petals and lace ribbon. At the top of the stairs in front of the red doors there was a small table draped in white cloth, on which sat a flower bouquet and a mahogany box. After a few short words, Clint grabbed the box, got on one knee, took out the ring, and asked me to marry him.
Without hesitation, I said yes, and then we embraced in a kiss.