
Dun-ta-da!!! Here you have it, ladies and gentlemen! Our stories are finally written and posted for everyone's enjoyment! :)
PAIGE:
Some Backstory: Not so long ago, I graduated from college and moved back home. Moving back home was not my first choice, or even my fifth choice, but it’s what ended up happening. In July, I began attending Castle Hills FBC, and it was there that I met Daniel Cheney (the best man *cough*). It wasn’t too terribly long before Cheney began telling me about this friend of his down in College Station. Before I ever met this Daniel Moreland, I knew he was very musically inclined, he was smart, and that Cheney considered him one of his very best friends. I have to admit I was intrigued—but I figured, “He’s in College Station. Don’t even think about it.”
First Meeting: Well, on December 16th of last year (2007), I went to church like normal, although I certainly hadn’t bothered dressing up for the occasion. I remember I was wearing jeans and a long-sleeved shirt underneath my LETU sweatshirt. Heh. During the service, I looked down the row in front of me, and I realized I didn’t recognize the guy sitting next to Cheney. Then it clicked—“I bet that’s Daniel Moreland,” I thought to myself. After the service, he turned around and introduced himself. Then he shook my sleeve—because it had slipped down over my hand. :)
DANIEL:
The Beginning: Well, the first time I ever saw Paige was on Facebook as a friend of many of my friends in San Antonio. My friend Daniel Cheney had mentioned her a few times, and I thought, “she sounds interesting, I’ll have to meet her when I get back to San Antonio.” Well, that was last fall. So in December when I went home for Christmas, I was sitting in church and found out that she was sitting in the row behind me and promptly introduced myself at the first available moment. It went something like, “Stand up and greet your…” “Hello my name is Daniel, it is a pleasure to meet you”. We chatted a bit after the service and parted ways. Yeah, I know, real Casanova. It was that next Wednesday in a hotel room in Ohio that I received a message on Facebook from her as I was preparing for my interview with Honda R&D. She wanted to know if I wanted to go caroling with her the following day, and I thought, “A date with a cute interesting girl and an interview with Honda in the same week. SCORE!!!!” I promptly called her to get the details and hoped that this would lead to something more. And well…it did, a lot more.
PAIGE:
The Beginning: From Day One, I just felt that there was something different about Daniel. I was so smitten in fact that I invited him (via Facebook) to go caroling with me and some friends that Thursday. I didn’t really think he’d take me up on it. The most I expected was a gracious, “I’m busy; sorry, but thanks.” What I got was a phone-call while I was walking around Walmart, asking for more details. The next night, my friends and I (including my now maid of honor Amy) got down to the River Walk and started caroling. Daniel arrived about thirty minutes later (that’s the soonest he could get downtown), and as soon as he started singing with me, I knew I had to get to know this boy better. After the singing wound down, I (very cleverly) mentioned that I was going to head to Starbucks to grab some hot tea. Daniel invited himself along. We got distracted outside Starbucks by this pretty cool mariachi band playing Christmas music, but once we finally got inside, I realized that Daniel was really easy to talk to. We talked so naturally in fact that we didn’t realize how late it had gotten until the Starbucks employees finally kindly asked us to leave because they were closing.
Dating: We “officially” started dating on New Years. We rang in the New Year together at a mutual friend’s apartment, with movies and Halo 3. When he held my hand during the movie “Hairspray,” I had a hard time keeping my excitement in check. (Ok, so I know hand-holding is so third-grade, but come on! I really really liked this guy, and he was holding my hand!!)
DANIEL:
The Long Distance Relationship: Long distance relationships…yeah, um, they suck (the long distance part, not the relationship part). I would like to thank AT&T unlimited mobile-to-mobile, the internet, Skype+webcam, Northwest, American, and Delta Airlines, and DVDs that sync together over 1100 miles for bringing much joy to the experience.
PAIGE:
The Long Distance Relationship: He left for his internship in Ohio on January 17th, just days before my birthday. I spent my birthday weekend in New Orleans with my friend Gracie, so that helped a little bit, but the start of our long-distance relationship made my birthday a little less…well…happier that I would have preferred. He sent me flowers (BEAUTIFUL! MY FAVORITE!!), and by the time I returned to San Antonio, I was the proud owner of a web cam.
The webcam has been our best friend the past five months, along with our unlimited mobile-to-mobile minutes (thank you, AT&T!). As we talked (and talked and talked and talked and talked) we began to realize something was changing. Saying “I kinda like you” wasn’t cutting it anymore because as we talked, we were growing closer and closer. Before long, I felt like I knew him better than I’d known anyone (ever), and it hit me—“Daniel is my best friend. I don’t want to spend my life without him.” But naturally I couldn’t tell him that. I had no idea if he felt the same way.
Well, obviously he did (and does).…but you don’t want to hear about all that. You want to hear about how he proposed.
DANIEL:
Sometimes you reach a point in a relationship where the other person’s finger just seems to be missing something that sparkles. I soon found myself in possession of a ring in need of a finger, so…while talking to Paige one morning, I decided that the scheduled visit 12 days away wasn’t soon enough to officially pop the question, and, unbeknownst to her, I bought a plane ticket for that Friday. Friday couldn’t come fast enough, but when it did, I told Paige that I had an early morning meeting and headed to the airport.
Fly into San Antonio at noon, dinner with her dad at two, and then to intercept her at the Starbucks at La Cantera, where she was to have coffee/tea with my mother, sister, and sister-in-law. I got there a little early and had to hide out across the way at Burberry (a pretty fruity clothing store). When the meticulously manicured men gave me a funny look and asked if they could be of service, I politely declined and explained that I needed to hide out, to which I got a skeptical sideways look. After I let them in on the plan they were happy to let me look out of place in their store for a few minutes.
PAIGE:
So, okay—confession. We set the wedding date before he actually proposed. Once we knew we wanted to get married, we knew we had to get moving on it if it were going to happen in August. So, with that in mind, I was expecting a ring and a proposal, oh, around Memorial Day, when he was scheduled to come in for a visit.
Friday, May 16th, his sister Rebecca, his sister-in-law Christa, and I had planned a belated Mother’s Day present for Ruth, his mom. We were taking her out to the spa to get a pedicure (we ALL got pedicures! Yay!), and then we were headed to Starbucks for coffee…you know…a girls’ day out.
So we got to Starbucks, and my phone rang. It was Daniel, but I didn’t think a thing about it because it was around his normal getting off work time.
DANIEL:
From my position in the back of the store, I soon caught a glimpse of Paige walking to Starbucks through a maze of reflections that would make James Bond proud. I gave her about five minutes and then made my move. I called her, she answered...
BOTH:
Paige: “Hey babe.”
Daniel: “Hey—whatcha doin’?"
Paige: “I’m at Starbucks with your mom and sisters…”
Daniel: “I wish I could be there with you…”
Paige: “Um…me, too…but, um, babe? You’d kind of be the odd boy out. It’s a girls’ day.”
Daniel: “I don’t care—”
DANIEL:
...and I walked through the door. It took her about 1.23 seconds to decide that I was really there and abandon the search for an answer as to how or why. That was the end of the coffee. I then took my dazed fiancée-to-be down to the Riverwalk, to the bridge where we met and caroled on that first date back in December. I got down on one knee and asked her if she’d be my wife.
PAIGE:
Neither he nor I can remember if I actually said yes or if I just nodded while trying to yank my James Avery ring from my finger to make room for the new, very shiny, very special one he was about to give me.
DANIEL:
Honestly, the whole thing happened so fast that the people around us didn’t quite know what had happened, and when I shouted that Paige was going to be my wife, half of them looked at us funny and the other half just kept doing whatever it was they were doing. We then celebrated with ice cream at Ben and Jerry’s (which 3 out of 5 people employed within 100 yards of it cannot locate), and the rest is history (or just not as interesting). And that, as they say, is that.