Christine and Brian

How we met: Brian and I went to elementary and middle school together and, though we ended up going to different high schools, we remained friends and worked together as lifeguards every summer.

2015-01-06 19.09.54We kicked off our one-sided love affair in our elementary school parking lot, where, after one of our school dances, he came up to me and handed me a single dandelion. Although I accepted the “flower,” I was absolutely mortified, though, I’m positive, that was unbeknownst to Bri. And so his journey to woe me commenced.

Every few years he had one of his friends see if I was interested in him; each and every time my response was “we’re just friends.” It wasn’t until the summer of 2007 that I decided to give him a chance, mostly just to shut him up. [Cue cheesy montage accompanied by sappy music.] It was only just few weeks into our relationship when I realized he was everything I never knew I wanted.

How he asked: For our first Christmas together, Brian took me to the Hudson River Waterfront Walkway, almost directly across the river from Midtown, and gave me a promise ring. During our post-present stroll, I mentioned that I loved going in to see the Rockefeller Christmas Tree with my family; from then on, we made it our little tradition to go in and see the tree every Christmas season. I think it was our second Christmas season together that I mentioned that my dream proposal was one in front of the Rock’s Tree.

This past Christmas season (our eighth together), Brian, my mom, my sister, and I went in to the see the Tree on a really gross and slushy Wednesday night. Though the weather was disgusting, the night turned out to be a beautiful and eventful one. My mom was taking a picture of Brian and I in front of the Tree when I saw him out of the corner of my eye struggling to take something out of his jacket pocket; he fumbled with a box and got down on one knee. He looked up at me and said quite simply, “I love you. Will you marry me?” My mom said the crowd was applauding and cheering for us, but we couldn’t hear anything because, at that very moment, . 10665287_10100630350819038_6310510723339398877_n 10690086_10100630350744188_2952834192865385758_n