Danielle and Mark
How We Met
Mark and I met online in October 2015. I liked one of his pictures and he responded back by sending me a message. We spent the entire day (it was a Saturday and I was spending the day in Toronto) and into the early morning hours asking each other questions and getting to know one another. It turns out that we went to the same college, lived across from each other in an apartment complex and I even hung out with his best friend. After getting to know each other a little, we decided that we would go on a date the following Friday. In the week leading up to our first date, we talked constantly and even spent hours talking on the phone. Throughout every conversation, I felt like I was talking to someone that I had known forever. The day of our date, I went for a massage after work. I got out of my appointment late and had to rush home to get ready and get to the restaurant we were meeting at. Being late and rushed stresses me out, so I was hoping that this wouldn’t be an indication of how our date was going to go. I can still remember the butterflies I felt as he walked towards me. For our date, we went to Bar Louie for dinner and then to see Crimson Peak (earlier in the week we both had said we weren’t fans of scary movies, but thought it would be a fun first date). Dinner was okay and the movie was awful, but the company was amazing. I remember leaving the date and thinking that I had to see him again.
How He Asked
In February, we decided that we wanted to use some of our unspent flight credit before it expired. After looking into a few different options, we kept going back to the idea of another Disney trip (I love Disney). When planning the trip, I secretly hoped Mark would propose in Disney because that was my dream growing up–to have the man of my dreams propose in front of Cinderella’s castle (all thanks to Danny Tanner proposing to Vicky in front of the castle on Full House). Mark had told me many times that he wouldn’t do it there because he knew that I would expect it and he wanted it to be a complete surprise. Still, I held onto that little bit of hope. The day before we left for our trip, I had made plans with my mom and sister in law to go for drinks and get our nails done, which was something that wasn’t totally uncommon for us to do. After leaving the salon and making another stop with my mom, I thought it was weird that she didn’t ask to grab dinner and rushed home. On my way home, I called Mark to see if he was hungry. Knowing that we had a night full of packing and getting ready for our 5am flight, I told him that I would grab dinner and come home. The first place I tried to get dinner had some issues, so I called Mark to see what else he would like. He told me that I should just come home and that he would go out and get us something. Being the stubborn person that I am, I insisted that that was a ridiculous idea because I was already out and it made no sense for him to have to come out. Little did I know what was waiting for me when I got home. As I walked up the stairs to our apartment, there were little signs that said, “Guess what?”, “You’re going to Disney”, “Did you remember to pack everything that you need?”. I thought it was just him being cute and excited for our trip. I opened our kitchen door and found more. There were streamers hanging down from the ceiling into our dining and living room, and lights hung around the door frame. When I saw all of this, I was still clueless as to what was happening. It didn’t hit me until I walked through the streamers to find him standing in our living room, dressed up in front of a fathead of the Disney castle on our wall. He had “When You Wish Upon A Star” playing, and stars projected onto our ceiling. He even had one single rose on a small table behind him, just like Beauty and the Beast. When I realized what was happening, I dropped everything I had brought in from the car with me. I walked over and Mark gave me a bag that was full of stuff for our trip, and a ring pop. At this point I was freaking out, so I am not sure what else was said besides “I have something else for you.” He handed me a box and inside it was a small carriage, just like Cinderella’s. He took the carriage and when he opened it, I saw the ring and he asked me to marry him. I know I shook my head yes, but I can’t be sure I actually said yes. I was so thrown off by his proposal–I had expected it when we got to Disney the next day. Mark put so much time, love, and effort into pulling this off and I couldn’t have asked for anything more. Every detail was perfect.