On May 18, 2006 I was looking forward to a Tuesday night date with my boyfriend Jeremy. We had been dating for almost a year, though we'd known each other for almost 3.
I knew as soon as he walked through my door that this evening would be extra special. He was wearing one of my favorite shirts and he wouldn't tell me where we were going.
We stopped at Barnes & Noble and got chocolate cupcakes. He had IBC root beers in the truck. It had just rained and I could tell he was concerned about the ground being wet. He drove us to the park in Bridgewater and told me he'd go check to see if "our spot" by the river was too muddy. I pretended to be clueless, but I think he knew that I knew what was coming, though I had butterflies because I had no idea how he was going to do it!
Eventually he called my phone and told me he had saved our spot. I started down the long gravel path, trying to look calm and like nothing momentous was about to happen.
Several strategically placed roses with notes later, I found Jeremy with the last rose by the river.
3 days later I bought my dress.
A month later my parents sold our house and moved to VA Beach. My sister and I moved into a townhouse near campus.
5 months after that I started student teaching.
3 months after that I graduated.
And a month after that we got married.
We've been married 6 years with an eternity to go.
(The third picture was actually taken on that same path at the park, courtesy of my favorite photographer Bryan Myhr.)
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