How We Met
Kyle and I met over 5 years ago when he was living in Minneapolis, Minnesota and I was in school at UCLA. My sister and brother-in-law lived in Minneapolis at the time and while I was visiting them, I had the chance to meet some of their new friends. We met up with Kyle and his then girlfriend for dinner and had a great time but obviously thought nothing of it.
Two years later, my sister and brother-in-law had moved back to Southern California and my brother-in-law took a quick trip back to Minneapolis for work and stayed with Kyle. As they caught up, the now single Kyle started asking him questions about me, wondering what I was like, if I was single, and if it was okay if he pursued me.
After getting the green light, Kyle wrote me a letter, stuck it in the mail, and hoped for the best. I received the letter and was completely flattered at the request to get to know me. We began writing letters back and forth for about two months, taking it back to simpler times with no texting, phone calls, or emails, and got to know each other over handwritten pages. I finally decided it was time to meet this pen pal of mine and took a chance by flying out to Minnesota for the weekend and going on our first official date in September of 2012. After the longest first date in history (three days in a foreign city crossing my fingers that I wouldn’t want to run home after the first night), we quickly fell for each other and decided to give long distance a chance. Six months of countless midnight flights and different time zones, Kyle decided to move out to Southern California. We dated for three more years here in Southern California before he proposed in December of 2015!
how they asked
After three years of dating, I was getting antsy about getting engaged. We had talked about it for a long time, had been ring shopping, and dreamed of a future together. I had a very good idea that it was happening the weekend of December 18, but wasn’t sure the exact day, time, or place.
Kyle had originally planned on proposing on Saturday, December 19 in Manhattan Beach at one of our favorite parks, looking out over the ocean, however, there was rain in the forecast for that afternoon (highly unusual for Southern California). He had a photographer lined up already and all the plans in his mind, but knew that the rain would change everything.
When my sister contacted him Friday morning letting him know that their friends had access to a 75 foot yacht in the Newport harbor that night, he decided to scrap the Manhattan Beach plans and use the boat instead. I didn’t think much of it since it was my sisters’ friends and we were invited last minute so we drove to Newport and met up with them on the dock. After they made up an excuse to have to walk around to the front of the building, Kyle grabbed my hand and told me he’d rather go wait for the boat to be ready by walking around the dock. As he led me down the boardwalk, towards the harbor, he began thanking me for waiting so long and letting me know how happy he was about where we were in our relationship. After turning the corner and leading me into the perfect spot, he continued to say sweet things (which I remember very little of as everyone warned me about), and finally got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
It was such a special night to then get on the beautiful yacht and sail around the harbor watching the Christmas boat parade as well as staring at my beautiful, sparkly new engagement ring with my amazing fiance!