Taylor and Peter
How We Met
Peter and I have known each other since I was 17 years old when he was just my brother’s best friend. Since the day we met, Peter has told my father (and my brother although he was in denial) that one day he would marry me. We all laughed it off and of course, I said that was “weird.” Years went by and if you are any of the people that knew us over the course of these years you would be witness to the way Peter would look at me when we were in a room together. The way he looked at me was unlike anything I can explain. It was simply like no one else existed and it was just him and I there. That feeling always gave me the butterflies- still does to this day. Although I was not first to admit it, feelings started to grow and I found myself fighting for time with him. I even went to the gym religiously just because it was our thing. We then developed our “chipotle Wednesday” dates, which to anyone else was just Wednesday, after the gym, we get chipotle. But to me, it was special and I looked forward to it each week. The timing for us just never seemed to work out- until one day, it did.
We started dating unofficially around the middle of December 2016 while I was living in NYC. These were some of the best memories we have together. We did pretty much any and everything there is to do in NYC. We officially started “dating” in February of 2017, and let our families know that we were going to be together. From that day on we’ve been inseparable.
Just 6 months after we started dating Peter surprised me with the trip of my dreams to Italy. We spent a little over two weeks there, I met his family, and we explored the most beautiful country.
How They Asked
Fast forward to December 2018, two years after our timing finally lined up. I was heading home from work on my second of three shifts for the week (I’m a registered nurse) and Peter calls me early in the morning. He simply tells me, “Take the train in to work tonight for your third shift, I will be picking you up in Secaucus (train station).” Of course, I thought this was weird, so I questioned him and he said, “Don’t worry about it, your mom is packing you, we are going on a little getaway- I have to get back to work I’ll see you in the morning.” This left me unable to ask any more questions (which I’m sure was what he planned). I got home and passed right out then got onto the train later that evening to head to my third of three shifts. After my shift ended and I was headed to the train station, I got all the butterflies.
I was so excited for this little getaway, it was exactly what I needed after so much work. As I walked out of the train station, I see my brother driving and Peter in the passenger seat. Immediately I was like, “Wow, Andrew is coming with us?!” I get inside and the entire ride neither of them would tell me where we were headed. So, after 20 minutes we ended up at the airport. We got out of the car and I was freaking out asking, “Where are we going!?” As usual, no one answered but my brother gave me a huge hug and told me to let him know where we were going when I found out. Peter and I make it through security and he passes me my passport… at this point, I was shaking from excitement. We proceeded to the gates and he asked, “Where do you want to go?” I said, “OMG I don’t know, where do you want to go?”
He pointed to the gate labeled Nassau, Bahamas and said he wanted to go there! I couldn’t believe it. I had no idea how he pulled off this surprise but I was definitely glad he did. Fast forward to day two of the trip (day one was short because I was exhausted from my shifts that week and needed to catch up on sleep). We woke up the next morning early and headed to the beach. From the moment I saw this one location at the resort I could not stop talking about how badly I wanted a picture there. It was this small little concrete platform in the middle of an infinity pool overlooking the entire resort all the way to the ocean. After a few times mentioning it (and him telling me we were not on this vacation for pictures), Peter asked one of the workers how we could get into the pool. The man told him that we needed to rent a cabana but it would cost $300. At that point, I dropped the idea because there was no way I would spend that amount of money for a picture.
About 30 minutes later, he said he needed to go back to the room to use the bathroom and to ask the front desk if we could get a cabana there for cheaper. I blew it off and said sure, see you soon. He comes back to the pool and says, “T, hurry! The lifeguard said he will take a picture of us really fast!” In all my excitement I grabbed my cover-up and sprinted to the location of the picture.
We jumped over onto the platform (definitely much further than we expected) and by the time I landed and put my hair back to normal on my shoulders, Peter was down on one knee asking me to marry him. I completely blacked out until he ended with, “Will you start infinity with me?” (our hashtag that he came up with long before the proposal was even on the horizon).
I cried happy tears and am still in shock that I really get to spend the rest of my life with my best friend and soulmate. I’m also thankful that the lifeguard was quick thinking because Peter never told him his plan, he moved the picture over to video as fast as he realized it was a proposal! I will cherish that trip and this moment for the rest of my life. I can’t wait to see what our future together holds. The best is yet to come!