Our Story
Aaron and I met in New York City in 2005. He claims that we met while I was moving a couch into my new apartment, while I claim that we met in the neighborhood coffee shop downstairs. Whatever the real story is, I am happy it happened because now we are getting married!
LDR- Long Distance Relationship
The longest year and a half ever!
We started dating in March of 2005. However, unknown to me, Aaron had already decided that he was going to move to California to be closer to his family. As soon as July came around, he packed up his apartment and left. We decided to end it actually. However, I really liked him. So I called him a couple times each week to continue a friendship. I mean, friendship is better than being cut off completely. I would come visit every so often and things would go back to the way they had been. After a year of trying to not date each other, we both confessed to each other that we didn't want anyone else. So for a whole year and a half, we dated long distance from California to New York. After all that time, he had had enough, so he moved back to the Big Apple and he moved into my apartment. 4 months later, we were engaged!
The Proposal
C'est Magnifique!
We were planning on a trip to Paris, Belgium, and Norway to meet extended family members this last summer. All of my friends were saying that he was going to propose. Some of them even said that if he took me to Paris and didn't propose that he was going to be in so much trouble. I kept saying, "No, he's not ready." Of course we had talked about it, but I didn't think that he would EVER do it. Anyway, 3rd day into our trip, we decided to try out a restaurant that was recommended to him by a friend. He told me that we were going to check out a park nearby real quick. We sat down on the Seine with our legs hanging off the edge. I was busy reading a tour book because I was totally unaware of what was going to happen. He then pulled the book away and started saying things that were really nice. I even thought in my head, "OMG, he's going to propose." But I have a philosophy that if you never expect anything then you will always be pleasantly surprised. So instead I told myself, "No he's not doing that. Stop that!" So I started getting annoyed that he was saying nice things. He then said that he had something for me and pulled out a box. It was slightly larger than a ring box so I seriously looked at him without opening it and asked, "what is it?" Once I opened it, the tears flowed. It was perfect and candid, exactly the way I would have wanted it.
