Megan and Mike
how we met
Mike and I met in high school, becoming fast friends. My parents used to tease me because I started baking and cooking when Mike was around, and they always thought I was trying to impress him. We established a very close friendship and finally gave into our mutual crush over the summer of 2009. Throughout college we traveled the world together; a semester in Italy, a cross country road trip, and countless other adventures. Nonstop laughter and love brought us through two college graduations, two divorces, lots of new jobs, and finally a sweet little home together. There was something that always made us feel like this was a forever kind of love.
how they asked
Mike and I were vacationing in Asheville, North Carolina with our friends Matt and Jamie. When we got to our rental house and were choosing rooms Matt said “let the honeymooners have the master suite” – I laughed but seriously thought nothing of it. Little did I know he thought he was accidentally blowing Mike’s cover. The next day we headed out on a drive on the Blue Mountain Parkway towards a hike on Black Balsam Knob. The drive was gorgeous, sunny, and picturesque. But as soon as we got to the trail head parking lot the skies opened up and it started pouring. Mike said he wanted to wait it out, even though we had a brewery tour scheduled in a couple of hours that we might miss. That should’ve been my tip off. He actually tried to convince us we should just start the hike, even though it was still raining. Looking back I know it was because he was anxious to pop the question, but at the time I had no clue. Mike’s ambitious and adventurous, it is totally like him to want to start a hike in the pouring rain. Almost all of the cars left the parking lot and we stuck around waiting it out. Eventually it cleared up enough that we decided to head up the trail. I felt light headed. Maybe it was the altitude, maybe it was intuition. A moderate but short hike brought us to what felt like the top of the world. Because all of those hikers were discouraged by the rain, we were alone at the summit.
Jamie had her camera and started snapping photos of the 360 degree views of the Pisgah National Forest all around us. Jamie’s a photographer and it was totally normal for her to have her professional camera with her. In case you haven’t noticed the theme, I had no idea what was going on. Mike beckoned me over to sit next to him, and he started digging in his backpack as I asked him for his phone to take a photo. When I looked over at him he wasn’t handing me his phone, but rather on one knee holding a little wooden box. I heard Jamie clicking in the background. Mike took my hand and told me he had known for a long time that he knew he wanted to marry me. As the quote goes, “we were together, I forget the rest”.
I blacked out. I cried a lot. We stood and hugged and I looked at the ring and realized something so incredible. This was the marquis diamond my father proposed to my mother with. With my heart literally in my hand, I said yes to forever.