Megan and Andrew
How We Met
Andrew and I met through a mutual friend when I was a junior in high school. Our first date was super cheesy, as he took me to the pretzel maker. I thought our first date would be our last, just because I felt like he was too handsome to be with a girl like me. We dated for a few months, but we ended up going our separate ways. A little over a year went by, and I found him on Facebook. We sent messages back and forth and I asked him if he wanted to meet up and talk for a while. At that time, I was in a relationship that was on a downhill slide. We met out at the horse corrals north of town and ended up talking for five hours! After breaking up with my boyfriend, I realized how much I missed Andrew and our conversations. We never had a bad time together when we first went out, so I wanted another chance. A few weeks later, he asked me out and couldn’t have been more excited. We have now been together for 2 years and 3 months, and we just got engaged in August.
How He Asked
The weekend he asked, my family and I were having a garage sale. I was getting ready to move to Laramie to go to the University of Wyoming (3 hours away from my family and Andrew) after graduating from a community college. I had heard all week that there was going to be a party for me, but I never knew what day, time, or where it would be. Andrew told me in days prior that we would go golfing in the afternoon on Saturday after the garage sale was over. So, on Saturday, I packed up my clubs, got into golfing clothes, and was waiting for him. My parents had left the house earlier to go shopping. We tossed my clubs into the truck and out we went to the golf course. Little did I know, we weren’t going golfing, and instead all of our family and friends were waiting at a park by the golf course. There was cake and a lot of food and everyone wishing me good luck at the University, since I was leaving the next day. After about 45 minutes of mingling, Andrew changed the music and started thanking everyone for coming to wish me good luck. He then took my plate out of my hands, turned to me and gave me bits and pieces of a speech that I knew he tried to practice over and over. As soon as I saw him hand reach for his pocket, I couldn’t believe it. I started crying so hard, and as soon as he got down on one knee and asked, I said yes. I really am a lucky lady.