It's happening!

We met in Spanish class my sophomore year, his junior year in high school. I guess something about Spanish bingo, and singing hilarious songs in Spanish made something click between us. By the end of the school year, we were finally an item, and the rest is history.

Jake proposed on Christmas! He told me we should go get coffee at a place that he heard was really cool. It was late, but I can never turn down coffee so we set off. I asked him where it was, and he kept saying it's around the corner. Right as we pulled up to the "coffee spot", I realized that he drove us to the Pointe Hilton Squaw Peak Resort, and I kind of got a feeling. Squaw Peak was where Jake and I started dating, where we had prom at and danced the night away, and where other great memories were made. We went to the little outside restaurant they had and shared some fries. Then when walking back to the truck, Jake told me we should go walk around a little bit more. We finally ended up at the spot where Prom was, and he said "We have lots of good memories here, let's make one more." He then got down on one knee, and before he could say anything else I cried and said yes!