How we met
I worked with Dana for almost a year before we started dating. I would usually see her once a week and it was the highlight of my work-day. I remember one particular day when Dana and I were stuck in the car for several hours coming back from a long day in San Diego. As someone who despises traffic, this normally would have been a nightmare, but the time went by so quickly with her by my side. We spent 4 hours listening to our favorite songs, telling hilarious stories, and playing mindless car-games. The connection we made that day on that Southern California freeway was the foundation of what would soon be our relationship. As the months passed, I finally garnered up enough courage to ask her to dinner at the same restaurant we ate lunch that day in San Diego…. The rest is all history.
how they asked
It was Dana’s first time in Maine meeting my parents and I knew it would be the trip of a lifetime. For months, all Dana talked about was how badly she wanted to see a lighthouse. As someone who grew up down the street from hundreds of lighthouses, I couldn’t understand the fascination. That being said, a lightbulb went off in my head and I knew that a lighthouse would be the perfect spot. I promised her that July 5th, 2016 would be a day of lighthouse hunting and lobster roll eating; however, we only made it to one lighthouse that day… That was all that we needed. When we arrived at the Portland Headlight, I was as nervous as ever. I knew that Andrea, our photographer, was ready and waiting at the perfect spot, the spot where she would become my fiance.
As we walked down that dirt trail, the spot came into view and my heart began to pound. I saw Andrea rushing to get all of the tourists out of view. Luckily, they were able to clear out just in time. As we reached that perfect spot, Dana was staring out at the beautiful headlight, but all I could see was her. One of my running jokes was to get down on one knee in front of Dana, only to tell her I had to tie my shoe. Needless to say, she didn’t really like that joke. This time, it was different. I whispered into her ear, “I promise I’m not tying my shoes this time” and I got down on one knee.
Dana stared in disbelief as I rattled off some nervous words and pulled the ring out of my pocket with my trembling hands. The rest is all a blur. All I remember is her saying that magical word “YES,” and I became the luckiest guy in the world.