How We Met
Ramses and I met when I moved back to the Old Pueblo (Tucson). I was hired to take over a position that he was leaving at the local university. Neither of us were looking for a relationship at the time and I even went so far as to tell him that I was ‘sure I would marry my career’. Let me be the first to point out that I was wrong!
He was patient, caring and eventually we went on our first date a few months after meeting. Fast forward two years…
How They Asked
Two years later. Ramses and I were traveling to New York. We had scheduled all the typical, first time in New York City activities. After a couple of days exploring and walking literally everywhere, we were eating dinner and he said,” Why don’t we get up and head to Central Park tomorrow”. He then followed it with, “Wear the dress that you and your mom bought before we left”. I tried to play it off cool, but I have no patience and I ask a thousand questions. Thankfully he didn’t give in.
We woke up the next morning and I put on my dress while Ramses was singing John Legend’s All of Me in the background. The hotel we were staying at was within walking distance of Central Park, so a short Uber drive and a walk later, we were strolling through the park and approaching a beautiful bridge. I was looking around at all the people and just trying to figure out if this was, in fact, THE moment that I had been impatiently waiting for. Jokingly, I motioned to a guy with a camera and said, “I bet that is the photographer you hired”.
I am not sure how he kept his composure, but within minutes we were standing in the middle of Bow Bridge. I felt like time stopped around us and Ramses got down on one knee and proposed. Oh and that photographer that I joked about… His name is Curtis and he was there to capture the whole glorious thing.