How We Met
Trevor and I grew up attending a very large church located in the heart of downtown in Jacksonville, Florida. Our church had many opportunities for kids to get involved, including a week long youth camp every summer, many different scheduled outings around Jacksonville, engaging small groups, and a large youth choir. I grew up occasionally attending the opportunities given, but not very involved, while Trevor was involved in everything! If there was an event going on, Trevor and his family were always there.
The summer before our 8th grade (yes 8th grade!) year rolled around, and my sunday school teacher was inviting all the girls in my class to go to the yearly summer camp. That was one thing I had never been to, but something inside of me was telling me that I should try it out this summer. I told my dad this, and he was all for it. He got me signed up the very next week. I truly believe that that was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Not only did I make great friendships, some that I still have to this day, but I met the boy of my dreams. I remember the first moment I saw him so clearly. It was the last night of camp and we were sitting around a bonfire. I was looking around and caught eyes with Trevor.
I immediately felt a pang in my chest, wondering why this cute guy was looking at me. We spent the rest of the night catching glances at each other. I worked up the courage the next day to approach him and asked him to sign my camp shirt. I went home after that week and Trevor never left my mind! He didn’t even have a cell phone at the time, so we only got to see each other at church on Sunday’s and Wednesday’s. We mostly spent our time staring at each other from across rooms, never saying more than a couple of words to each other. He asked me to be his girlfriend the winter of our freshman year of high school, December 12th, 2010, after a Christmas musical on a Sunday night. It was the sweetest thing.
He told me that while he couldn’t drive, and while he couldn’t really take me on a date yet, he really liked me and wanted me to be his girlfriend. Pretty soon, we became inseparable. We were each others best friends. People say it’s crazy that we started dating so young and have stuck together through all of these years, but I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. We grew up together. We have made so many memories and been on so many outings, vacations and adventures with one another. We have opposite personalities and have been able to bring out the best in each other. I have been there for so many big moments in Trevor’s life, and he can say the same about me. I knew about two years into our relationship that he would be the man I would marry one day. Being able to watch one another graduate high school and college has been very exciting, but we are both so ready for the next stages of our lives together! !
how they asked
When the end of July 2017 rolled around, Trevor and I were having the end of summer blues. We started to talk about the things we wanted to do before the summer was over. Our list included a trip to the zoo, a day at a water park with friends, and, upon Trevor’s request, skydiving. We are adventure lovers. We had been skydiving before, and always said we wanted to go again, so when Trevor suggested it be added to our list, I didn’t think twice about it, and was all in. Pretty soon, we were buying the sky dive tickets and trying to figure out a Saturday to go. We eventually decided on a Saturday, August 26th. I didn’t think much about it in the following weeks.
The Thursday before our scheduled jump arrived, and Trevor proceeded to tell me that the weather wasn’t looking too good that coming weekend, and our skydive may be postponed. When we woke up Saturday to cloudy skies, it was apparent we weren’t jumping out of an airplane that day. I was mentally prepared to go, and when it was postponed, I’m not going to lie, I was pretty bummed. Trevor was too but for other reasons that I would later find out! We only had to wait one more week, as the reschedule date was the following Sunday, September 3rd. We headed out the door early the following Sunday morning, as our jump was set to happen at 8am.
We spent the hour car ride there enjoying the beautiful sunrise and talking about pre-jump butterflies. Little did I know what else Trevor was nervous for! We arrived at Skydive Amelia Island, got all checked in and suited up. Our tandem instructors did pre-jump interviews with us on their GoPro’s. Our answer to what we were celebrating that day was “life,” but from now on, September 3rd will be celebrated as one of the best days of my life. Trevor and I boarded the tiny plane, and slowly the world beneath us drifted away. This was my fourth jump, Trevor’s second. There’s always a moment in the plane when reality hits, and I realize that the only way I’m touching the ground again is by falling through the air for 2 miles.
Before I knew it, we were attached to our tandem instructors, and the plane door was lifting. Trevor was set to jump first; a very important part of what I later learned was Trevor’s grand plan for the day. It was so much fun watching him jump! And then it was my turn, and the next thing I know, I’m falling through the air. It’s a surreal feeling, something so hard to describe to someone who has never experienced it. My instructor, Dale, pulled the parachute, and I let out a small sigh of relief. I immediately look for Trevor, noticing he was already very close to the ground. I took in the scene before me; the beach and beautiful surroundings. There is nothing quite like it. As the ground approached, I noticed a large tarp on the ground near the place where we were supposed to land. I was confused for a moment, wondering why it was there. And then I noticed, in bright neon green and orange, the words “will you marry me?” My heart started beating so quickly, and I asked Dale “is that for me?” That is when I realized all of the skydive people must have been in on it. Dale was so amazing. When my body basically went limp from realizing what was happening, he landed me safely right. in. front. of. the. tarp. It couldn’t have been planned any more perfect. I see Trevor approaching me, carrying a small box and immediately lost my breath. With small tears in his eyes, he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
When I saw the ring, I shouted “yes, oh my god, yes!” We shared a kiss and a hug, and then he put the ring on my finger. The next thing I know, 18 of our family members come walking toward us, hooting and hollering. I make my rounds, giving hugs, taking pictures. It went by so quickly, but I just remember feeling so happy. I felt so loved. This boy that I was madly in love with did all this work just for me. And all of our family took time out of their busy schedules to come witness it. I spent the rest of day on cloud nine, unsure if it was all real and actually happened.
I am so thankful to have found someone like Trevor, who put so much time and thought into something he knew I would love. I am so thankful for our family for loving and supporting us as we grew up together. And lastly, I am so thankful to Skydive Amelia Island for working to diligently along with Trevor to make September 3rd one of the best days of our lives. If our proposal is any indication of how the rest of our life will be, I am in for one crazy ride! I can’t wait to be Mrs. Belton!