The story of how Bradley and I met is definitely one for the books. It was seventh grade when we first laid eyes on each other, in Mr. Kidds classroom is where we were sat together and talked for the first time. It started with a note from Bradley across the room; "Will you go out with me, if yes then call me, if no....." After being apart for a few years, typical high school stuff, we couldn't stay apart. It has been a fairy tale every since.
As many of you know, Bradley is not the best at romantic gestures. Not that he isn't bad, but he gets shy most of the time. :) So when i heard we had a special surprise date at the biltmore i instantly was suspicious. After begging and pleading with my sister to get details, the day came i had been eagerly waiting for. We started our day with wine tasting, (the whole bottle) a great dinner, and walks around the grounds looking at the lights. We then headed back to the big tree to get ready for our tour of the house. With sweaty hands and nervousness more than he could handle, he finally popped the question. I then pushed him to one knee (reminding him), and we left smiling and love struck as ever.