Meghan and Tom

How We Met

In May 2012, I (Meghan) was fresh out of college and wasn’t looking forward to going back to my parents’ house after 4.5 years of living on my own. I had been single for about 5 months & thought this would be a good time for a companion during my fresh start. Tom was just starting his first year of grad school and had the same idea as I did— online dating!

In August 2012, I sent the first message; I remembered falling in love with his smile and grayish green eyes. And I could tell he was intelligent, just by reading his profile. He replied moments later with the most quirky, flirtatious response. My heart smiles when I think of it.

The distance between us deterred me from sending another message, but that didn’t stop Mr. Tom. He was eager to get to know me and his determination made me rethink my decision. 3 months later, I flew from Dallas to Memphis to meet him for the 1st time in person. About a year and a half into our relationship, he moves to Dallas to be closer to his future wife! And like they say, the rest was history!

How They Asked

I previously discovered my engagement ring at Tom’s apartment while I was being a nosey girlfriend, so I knew the BIG question was coming. But that was years prior, so I was very unsure on the WHEN part.

In November 2016, we are on year 4 of our relationship and Tom plans a trip out to San Francisco. He wanted to take me to Alcatraz, Napa and to see some family I had never met that lived in the area. He did 2 things he had never done before—he plans a trip to another state in its entirety, and I am finally meeting some of his extended family members. Hmmm. My woman’s intuition sirens are definitely going off at this point. “This guy is going to propose to me in front of his mother and family!” I thought to myself.

The 2nd day in San Francisco, he tells me to get up and get dressed because we had a scheduled tour at Fort Point. Generally, this part of our day wouldn’t have excited me, but Tom noted it was right under the Golden Gate Bridge which was huge news. Side note: Because of Tom’s rich music knowledge, Otis Redding has become one of my favorite soul artists. He has a song entitled “Sittin’ on the Dock of the Bay,” which prompted me to want to do just that! So I do exactly as I am told!

Its November 19th, 2016, a day after Tom’s 32nd birthday and it’s raining cats and dogs. Tom is doing a lot of texting in our Uber heading towards Fort Point. I become slightly aggravated because I wanted his full attention during these moments, but I don’t let it get to me. We are in San Fran for goodness sake!

We arrive at Fort Point, rushing to make this “tour.” I see the Golden Gate Bridge up close and I’m instantly ecstatic. We quickly walk into the seacoast fort and awe in amazement on how historic it is. We continue to walk around, analyzing the ancient fixtures. Tom looks at his watch. “The tour should start any minute now, babe.” I look around to see that there are about 7-8 other people in there with us. “Guess it’ll be a small tour group,” I thought to myself.

Tom has his sights on the canons so we walk a couple of feet over to them for a closer look. We are touching them, peering inside of them—being silly, typical us. Tom then instructs us to go to the middle of the fort. I follow him as he grabs my hand. When we get to the middle, he grabs the other hand. He looks into my eyes and says, “Meghan, I love you.” He gets down on one knee, pulls out a ring box and proceeds to say sweet nothings that I can’t hear because at this point, I know what’s happening!

I cover my mouth in shock, repeating, “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.” “Will you marry me?” he says, displaying the ring. I’m still saying “Oh my God.” I probably said that about 1,000 times more! “Well, is it a yes?” he asks. I snap back into reality and realize I haven’t answered his question. “Oh yes! Yes Yes Yes!” I exclaim. He puts the ring on my finger, then stands up to kiss me, hugging me so warm & tight. Suddenly, everyone starts cheering and a guy with a camera runs up and starts taking pictures of us. He gets closer and closer. I’m so overjoyed, but at the same time I become a little frustrated. “Oh my goodness, can this guy give us a moment? And does he have to take our picture? He doesn’t even know us!” I guess Tom could tell what I was thinking. “Babe, this is Ian! A photographer. I hired him to capture this moment!” he exclaims. WOW!! I’m shocked, confused, happy and embarrassed all at the same time. “Oh my God! Really?” I asked. “Yes, this is who I had been texting on the car ride over here!” I covered my mouth in amazement as Ian continued to take pictures. Tom really got me! What a surprise!

 

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