If it wasn't for good friends, cocktails and crazy dance moves we may never have met. Funny enough, I came to Vermont for the weekend as a plus one to a wedding with my friend. Never did I expect I would meet the man I'm marring that same weekend. From Maine to VT, I came with no intentions other than to just have a good time, laugh and make memories. Matt or better known as Matty to all his VT friends, became "maybe Matt" in my mind. He made me laugh and I don't think a smile left my face all weekend when he was around. I went back to reality and Maine and wondered would he reach out? And the answer, days later still kept me wondering... Who said taking a week and a half to reach out was a bad thing? After group plans to all meet up again feel through, I took the next step to finally follow up with a text. I knew I wanted to see her again and pick up where we left off! We spent a better part of two weeks talking daily and getting to know each other from a distance. It was time, I stepped up and made plans to come to Maine and take her on a date. Profeno's, Westbrook's finest establishment for beers, bar food & karaoke, will go down in our history as the spot of our first official date. Conversation was easy, laughs were shared and the unspoken mutual feelings were felt. The weekend flew by and came to an end with the unknown of when we would see each other again. The beginning of a long distance relationship had begun. Jumping ahead to the summer of 2018, it was decided that I would be the one to make the move. If you had asked me if i would ever live somewhere other than Maine or a half mile down the street from a best friend, I would have laughed. However, the feelings I felt were like no others. I felt like this was the best thing for me, for our relationship and we were excited for the next step. From there our relationship continued to grow with new memories, adventures and lots of laughs. The bond and love we share for each other is endless.

Away on vacation in Maine, the right time to pop the question would seems simple until the bride to be kept making it complicated. First things first, I knew I wanted to ask her parents for her hand in marriage. Check, got them both together asked them and told them my plan. As the week went on I told Amanda I would like to take her to dinner Friday night. Amanda, being so concerned with FOMO, said sure but wasn't fully committed to the idea. Knowing that she was sort of getting suspicious because I was pushing for a dinner date out (who doesn't want to go with their boyfriend for a nice dinner) I had to think of plan B. The night of 4th of July after the fireworks, ill keep her back with me and do it there on the beach! Nope, the Aunta was in full aunta mood and helped carry Quinn back to the camp. Ok plan C... Friday came along, another sunny day at the beach was in full swing. I decided now was a good time, I took her back to the camp with me, again took some convincing, and knew the time was right. I asked her to sit with me and take a selfie. (girl loves to capture the moments via photos!) Here we go, she's on "her side" and as soon as we put our smiles on and I snapped the picture a blue box appeared over her shoulder! Thank you iphone LIVE photos! The true moment will last with us a lifetime. Her face, my face our reactions in a photo. I couldn't stop shaking! tears of happiness, surprise and excitement were running down my face. He got down on one knee, I said is this really happening, and he said the most sweetest, heartfelt words and then asked, will you marry me! YES! YES! Both shaking, both with tears in our eyes we hugged each other sealed it with a kiss and immediately relived the moment through the picture!