How We Met
On September 3rd, 2016 Spencer and I met at a music festival in New York City. I actually thought I had met him in high school, so our first interaction was me running up to him and hugging him like we were old friends *awkward* but he loved it. 3 months later we had our first date and were pretty much inseparable from that day forward.
How They Asked
I’m not sure even Nicholas Sparks could come up with a more heartwarming, ugly cry inducing proposal story if he tried. On September 3rd, 2016 Spencer and I met at a music festival in New York City. I actually thought I had met him in high school, so our first interaction was me running up to him and hugging him like we were old friends *awkward* but he loved it. 3 months later we had our first date and were pretty much inseparable from that day forward. Fast forward 4 years to 2020. This year has been extremely difficult for me; my grandfather who was a best friend and a second father to me passed away in early June. I had always imagined that Spencer would be able to get his blessing for my hand in marriage and I always pictured the look of sheer joy on grandpa Morty’s face when I would tell him the exciting news.
I was devastated that this would no longer be a possibility. I can still picture my grandfather’s face lighting up as he told Spencer and I the story of his own proposal to my grandmother, Barbara. The legend goes: my grandfather proposed to my grandmother…over a garbage can! And, in lieu of a ring, he presented her with a gold bracelet that signified his unending love and promise to her. Desperately needing a break from the nightmare that has been 2020, Spencer and I planned a getaway to Saint Lucia. On September 3rd, 2020, four years to the day that we met, Spencer got down on one knee.
The box holding the ring was…get this…a miniature garbage can that Spencer had 3D-printed for the occasion. After my initial bawling had subsided, Spencer reached into his pocket and presented me with the same gold bracelet my grandfather had presented to my grandmother in 1957. Cue more inconsolable (happy) sobbing! About an hour later, I shared the good news with my grandmother Barbara. She was so ecstatic to hear of our engagement. It was during that call that I learned my grandmother has just been admitted to the hospital, for nothing major just some coughing, but she had been put in room 412; my grandfathers’ birthday was April 12th. Later that day, on the evening that Spencer and I had gotten engaged, my grandmother passed away. She could stay away from my grandfather no longer. I know they are dancing and celebrating the news in heaven.