How We Met
I started my Freshman year of college in August of 2014. That first week was a whirlwind. Moving in, meeting people and hanging out with those who I had met via Facebook groups and other events that gave college Freshman people to hang out with, in this new place. I clicked with one girl, in particular, Alyssa, and we spent that first week hanging out and doing everything together. One day, maybe a couple of days after moving in, Alyssa mentioned her brother was having a get together at his apartment with a bunch of friends and had invited her. She asked if I wanted to go. Honestly, when she showed me a picture of him, I couldn’t say yes. He was so handsome!
He and his friend picked us up from my dorm later that night. I got in the back of his Mustang and could barely see him it was so dark, but he kind of sounded like a jerk. I was a bit let down, since I thought he was so cute, but I also had just gotten out of a relationship and could care less for another one anytime soon.
When we got to his apartment, the guys bolted for his apartment with some other friends. We got out of the car and made our way upstairs, where, when I stepped inside, I got my first good glimpse of him. Red hair. Blue eyes. Tall. He made my heart skip a beat, and from there, it was history. He wasn’t as much of a jerk as he put on. It was definitely a macho guy thing, but that facade quickly fell away and revealed the most kind-hearted, loving, fun and goofy man I’d ever met.
We quickly began spending all of our time together. Almost five years later, we still spend all of our time together, but now as college graduates with full-time jobs in Atlanta. We have a beautiful, tiny home and still can’t seem to get enough of each other. (I often think how the “honeymoon” phase of our relationship has never seemed to dissipate.)
We are absolutely each other’s best friends. We hold no secrets and are more open with each other than anyone else. I know in my heart he’s my soul mate.
How They Asked
Johnny and I have been discussing marriage for years. Since the very beginning, but we’re very practical people so, financially, we wanted to be stable before he popped the question. The talks started picking up steam this past year, and we booked a December cruise, simply just wanting some us time at the end of the year. I had a good feeling it was coming, but he kept putting me off his trail by acting like he still needed to talk to family members and friends and wanted to wait until spring when we took another trip.
The first three days of the cruise, he continued to act like it wasn’t going to happen. We were having a wonderful time, so I kind of let it slip to the back of my mind. We went to Nassau in the Bahamas and had a wonderful day. Then, on to Half Moon Cay. It was absolutely beautiful. It was still not really at the forefront of my mind, but I figured if he was going to do it, it would be that day.
When we got on the island, on the first boat to shore, we just couldn’t believe how beautiful it was. We got a cozy clamshell to cover our seats from the high winds and took a stroll to the open pirate ship (yes, a pirate ship!) down the beach. It was completely empty, so we went to the top to get a beautiful view of the gorgeous waters, island, and ship. He walked away for a second, acting slightly suspicious. I gave him a second and walked over to meet him, looking out through a window to the jungle beyond.
When I turned around, he was on one knee. My eyes welled up, and I couldn’t believe it was finally happening. I can still visualize it perfectly in my mind. It was simple, but perfectly Johnny.
He said, “Patricia Catherine O’Hara Duffy Davis, you are the love of my life, and I want to spend it all with you. Will you marry me?”
Of course, I said yes. We hugged and so much happiness spread over me. It wasn’t anything like I’d imagined, but at the same time, it was. It was just like Johnny and so perfect.