After a 13 hour flight, we finally met at Milan, Italy. We were dating for 9 months at that time. The whole trip, I knew he was planning on proposing to me, because I could see the ring box in his pocket every time we went out. But I never knew when that would happen. At one point, I thought he changed his mind. Two days before we went back to the U.S., in my favorite city - Florence, Italy, we walked to the Piazzale Michelangelo to see the sunset view of this romantic, enchanting and utterly irresistible city. Chad kept making me move around to find a spot perfect for viewing the sunset. And finally, he settled down and stood behind me when we were watching the sunset, he said, "Do you want to take a pic?" I turned around and looked over, he was down on one knee. The rest is history…