Our first meeting almost didn’t happen! Like so many other couples, Adam and I (Carolyn) met on Match (where I unknowingly would start working about a year after we met!). It was Adam’s suggestion that we meet for dinner on a Friday and I was excited to meet Sailaway279, the man with whom I had exchanged so many great emails and who I had talked with on the phone for an hour or so the night before our planned date (despite my hatred for talking on the phone). The day before our date, I get a last minute cancellation from Adam saying that he was in the emergency room getting stitches in his forehead and promising there was a good story behind it. I jokingly responded that a scar could be sexy, but I was pretty sure he was making up a story to get out of going out with me and that I’d never hear from him again. To my surprise, I get a text from him the next day saying that if I was available for brunch on Sunday that he was still excited to meet me! After a dead car battery forced Adam to uber, making him late for our first date (at this point, the alarm bells were going off...going to the ER, may or may not own his own car or have a job...), we spent almost the whole day together, heading from brunch at Vickery Park to a delicious chocolate tasting. I didn’t want the day to end and only much later into our relationship did I find out I had another date to compete with that Adam had scheduled for that evening. Adam asked me to add here that he actually enjoyed spending time with me so much that he was late to his next date, and almost cancelled on her. So as you might have guessed, I won out and Adam chose me, and continues to choose me. Just as I choose him every day!

On January 20, 2018, we headed to Los Angeles to attend a wedding for a dear friend of Adam's. Adam lived in LA for many years before finally making his way back to Texas, so we spent the day before the wedding visiting with his friend Scott, meeting Adam’s (other) true love—the Big Chill, and taking me around to see all his old favorite spots in the city. Looking back, I should have known he had my engagement ring hidden in his fleece. Adam hates nothing more than being hot and even as we walked around the third street promenade and onto the beach with the sun blazing, he would not take off his fleece jacket. Even when I offered to hold it for him. In the late afternoon, we picked up a bottle of wine. We then headed towards his “secret spot” on the cliffs overlooking the pacific. As the sun set, and I was getting up to prepare to leave, Adam got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. With all the love in my heart, I said YES!