Simona and Nathan
How We Met
Nathan and I met while attending Lees-McRae College in Banner Elk, North Carolina. I had come from Vermont to get my degree in Nursing while competing with the college’s cycling team. Nathan came from England and was studying sports management while playing soccer.
I had seen Nathan around campus and knew that he played on the soccer team, but never actually talked to him. It wasn’t until September of my last year of school and Nathan’s last semester that we finally got to know each other. It was obvious we had an undeniable connection from the start. The only problem was that Nathan graduated in December and planned to move back to Australia where his family now lives. We knew that saying goodbye would be hard, but it would harder to stop seeing each other before our time was up. So we made the most of the couple months we had together, and I secretly hoped he would change his mind in stay in the U.S. (which wasn’t so secret because he could obviously tell that’s what I wanted). When our time eventually came to an end I was devastated. During our goodbye, he kissed me and told me he would see me again (something I was skeptical of at the time).
We spent the next two months talking every day despite the 14 hour time difference. I started researching what I would have to do to work as a nurse in Australia and he kept looking for jobs in the U.S. Eventually he found a team to play for in Australia and a job coaching. It was then that I realized he wasn’t coming back, and he told me that we couldn’t be more than friends. I reluctantly gave up hope that it would work out between us and tried to figure out how to live a life without him.
Despite my efforts to distance myself from him, he wouldn’t let me go. The more I pushed him away the harder he tried. In March he told me he loved me, had found a job in Portland Maine and was coming back to the U.S. to be with me. Needless to say, I was shocked. Being the stubborn person I am I told him not to come back for me and that I wouldn’t get back together with him. Despite my reluctance, he came back anyway. Before starting his job in Portland he came to visit me in North Carolina. Even after being reunited I refused to take him back. So instead of getting on the plane to Portland he dropped his job and stayed in Asheville where I had accepted a job. Our friends very graciously let him crash on a blow-up mattress in their one bedroom apartment until I finally realized our silly I was being and took him back. Needless to say with were both happy to finally be back together.
how they asked
Nathan and I had plans to move in together the summer after I graduated. While I was back in Vermont working for a month and gathering furniture for our house, Nathan adopted a kitten to propose to me with. Once again a wrench was thrown into our plans when I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. Instead of returning to North Carolina as planned I had to stay in Vermont to have surgery. So, Nathan changed his plans too and came to Vermont to be with me.
The day before my surgery we hiked to the top of Sugarbush, the resort I had grown up skiing at. When we got to the top we climbed to the top of the lift tower. We talked about how grateful we were to have each other and our future together. Nathan seemed to be a little nervous but I just brushed it off… until he was reaching his hand into his pocket and getting down on one knee asking me to spend the rest of my life with him. With tears welling up in my eyes I said yes.
We are now happily living together in North Carolina with our two kittens.