Savannah and Isaac
How We Met
I met Isaac David Groves on August 21, 2017. Besides being my last first day of college EVER, I woke up that day feeling like something special was going to happen. I went to my first class of the day: Physics at 9 am. I only had to take that stupid Gen Ed class during my last semester because I put it off until the last minute. I went about my usual day, and decided later that night to go to a local, college Bible study called CANVAS that I had once led worship for. I felt very strongly to go, even though I hadn’t been in several months. I went, and I’m so glad I did. The worship was great, and I got to reconnect with some old pals. After being there a while, I figured it was about time I went home. I mean, I have that 9 am again tomorrow, right? I need my sleep, right?
All of a sudden, this tall, handsome man with a deep, country voice and a sparkling smile appears in front of me and says,
“Hey, I’m Isaac. I don’t think we’ve met. What’s your name?”
And oh my gosh, I think my heart stopped.
“He is the most handsome guy that I think has ever breathed in my general direction,” I thought.
We sat down, talked for hours, sang High School Musical duets in (almost) perfect harmony, danced around like we didn’t care who was watching and exchanged Snapchat’s (how romantic).
“I need to go,” I sighed as my phone read midnight, “I have a 9 am”.
“Yeah, same here. What do you have?” asked Isaac.
“Physics with Marsh,” I replied.
“Me too!” exclaimed Isaac.
Wait… WHAT?! We had the same class together that same morning in the same room at the same time, and we didn’t even know?!
The next morning in class, we sat next to each other. And the next day. And the day after that. We hung out between his track practice and when I’d get off work. We were together every waking minute after that night. And the rest, as they say, is history…
how they asked
From very early on, Isaac and I knew we were the ones for each other. He would often joke and say,
“I’ll probably propose in April, or I might not. I don’t know.”
March 31, 2018. Just like on the day we met, I woke up feeling like something special was going to happen. I knew we were going on a picnic that afternoon after he got done landscaping, and it wasn’t like it was April yet, so I didn’t know why I felt that something special might happen. I talked myself out of the idea that anything extraordinary was happening that day.
Still, I put on waterproof mascara because ya know, just in case.
We went to Big Spring Park in Neosho, which we had been to several times before to just walk around and talk about life and the future. We had a Chick-Fil-A picnic (he sure knows the way to my heart), and I shivered the whole time because it was way too cold to be having a picnic that day.
“Let’s go for a walk,” Isaac said, “It will help warm you up.”
So we started walking, and he got quiet. Anyone who knows Isaac knows he isn’t a very quiet person, so I found this to be odd.
“We really need to talk,” he said.
“Oh, no. You are not breaking up with me right before Easter Sunday,” I thought.
“I have been feeling a lot of convictions lately about being your boyfriend, and I just don’t think I can be your boyfriend anymore.”
Then, he smiled that sparkling smile, got down on one knee, and said,
“But that’s because I want you to be my wife.”
And he pulled out a box. And I saw the ring. And something seemed familiar… My granny’s diamond. It was her 25th wedding anniversary present from my papa. It was her most prized possession, and now it was mine!
I have never heard words sweeter than, “Savannah Lynn Stouffer, will you marry me?”
There was no fancy scavenger hunt, or hidden cameras, or helicopter rides, or anything like that. Isaac hadn’t even changed out of his landscaping clothes from working that morning, and I’m pretty sure he planned this all the night before. But it was sweet. It was thoughtful. It was simple. It was us. It was absolutely perfect.
I flagged down a poor, innocent bystander to take a picture of us to capture the moment. It’s not professional, but it shows the pure joy of the moment for the two of us. I am forever thankful for that girl and her not thinking I was a crazy person. True love in its purest form is so magical to me; I can’t wait to experience that for a lifetime as Mrs. Groves.