It all began when a common friend set up a group blind date but only the two of us showed up. We took the long route, exchanged texts once or twice a day for months before started going out. After years of being together, I still cannot pinpoint when we started feeling differently about each other, l just know that l feel at home whenever l’m with him. As the saying goes, home is where the heart is.
I proposed during a week long road-trip in SoCal and Norcal, just the two of us. We both decided to stay in Carmel by the sea, her favorite town, for a couple of days. On the next morning, I took her to San francisco and drove uphill, overlooking the golden gate bridge and that is when l popped the question.