Our Story...
Where to begin? To tell our story from the beginning could mean 2.11.2011, when Joey asked me to be his girlfriend over a homecooked escabeche de pollo and a beautiful speech written in Spanish. Or it could mean 9.4.2010 when we shared our first kiss after watching Firefly in Joey's tiny Upper East Side apartment. Or we could say that Joey and I began 7.18.2009 when we met at Dan and Brittany's wedding, or maybe that May when I received a Facebook friend request.
But really, I would want to start any story with 5.3.2015. It was a Sunday, and Joey took me on a sunset drive to the beach. While there, he gave me one of the best surprises of my life: a 10 day trip through Europe. He had planned stops in the French countryside, Germany, the Austrian Alps and the Czech Republic. Best of all, he had spent the last five months coordinating with my work, and we were all set to start our trip two days later.
In Europe, Joey and I hiked the Alps, drank craft cocktails, toured old castles, cheered the Stuttgart soccer team, oktoberfested with the best of them, raced down German autobahns, and got to spend quality time with Joey's cousins. And on 5.8.2015, on a bridge in a tiny French town called Colmar, I got to begin with Joey all over again - this time as my fiance.
Our story has just started. But if the last five years are any indication, it's gonna be a real page-turner. And I get to share it with the most thoughtful, romantic man who just happens to be the love of my life.