Quinn and Alex
How We Met
Alex and I met during out sophomore year of college. We sat next to each other in a class and I noticed that he looked like Clark Kent with his thick frame glasses, perfect Superman swoop hair, and a piercing blue eyes. As a journalism major, I thought I could be his blonde Lois Lane. We bonded over our love of family, television shows, sports, and Disneyland. He would help me study for our class exams and always knew just what to say to calm me down or make me laugh. During our spring semester, we found out we were going to be RA’s (Resident Advisors) on the same dorm staff. Because we were on the same staff, we had to keep our relationship secret. It was basically Romeo and Juliet, but we managed to get out alive.
how they asked
September 13 was our one year anniversary, so we were already planning on going to the beach and then going out to dinner. Little did I know that Alex had been planning this night for months. We went to a beach in Dana Point and walked in the sand as we reminisced about our first year of dating. I’m a very suspicious person, so throughout the afternoon I kept jokingly telling him that tonight would be the night he proposed. I didn’t actually think it could happen, but I wanted to see if I could get a reaction out of him. He was extremely calm and collected, so I knew there was no way it would be happening that night. After we walked on the beach for a while, Alex suggested that we walk up a hill because there was a beautiful spot to watch the sunset. My inner suspicions came back and I stared him down and said, “are you sure you’re not proposing tonight?” He laughed it and remained completely calm. We began to walk up the hill and as we turned the corner I saw rose petals and candles lining the pathway towards a beautiful gazebo overlooking the ocean. My stomach dropped and I immediately began to cry.
Alex calmly led me into the middle of the gazebo, where even more flowers, candles, and lights were surrounding us. Then, with the backdrop of the setting sun over the ocean, Alex dropped down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. Between ugly crying and trembling, I managed to say yes. Our friends, who were hiding in the bushes taking pictures, came out to congratulate us. We then took pictures as the sun set and I was still in complete shock. After the pictures, Alex told me we had to get to our dinner reservation. I was so in love with the proposal location that I didn’t want to leave, but Alex insisted and told me we could always come back again. We arrived to Orange Hill restaurant in Orange County and I thought my surprises for the night were over. I turned the corner to the entrance of the restaurant and my family from Oregon and his family from Northern California were there. I fell to the ground and started sobbing, ugly cry number two of the night. After I recovered from crying and being in shock from all the excitement, we ate dinner outside overlooking the lights of Orange County and the Disneyland fireworks. It truly was the best day of my life and I cannot believe I get to marry the man of my dreams.