New York City will always hold a special place in our hearts. Under the famous Times Square lights on none other than New Year’s Eve, we began our journey together after a night of champagne and mildly bad (albeit fun) dancing.
Convinced that a New Year’s kiss to ring in 2012 was not in the cards for me because I was at a party with my older brother, I was not looking for romance that night. Neither was Justen… in his version of the story, at least. But as fate (or luck?) would have it, the whims of friendship between my brother, Ben, and Justen’s roommate, Steven (two groomsmen), brought us together that night – an unlikely couple living in different cities at the time. As you may have guessed, I did end up getting my New Year’s kiss - on top of the AMC rooftop just after catching a glimpse of the Times Square ball drop as the last seconds of 2011 faded away. Not a bad story to tell our future kids!
The rest is history, as they say. Four years of much love and countless adventures of traveling, big-city living, and outdoor fun later, Justen popped the question on our own NYC rooftop, during our last night as New Yorkers and just before we set out on our two-month European road trip. After a farewell dinner at our favorite burger place, Shake Shack, we made it back in time for one more sunset on our beloved rooftop of our first apartment together. With the city skyline glowing in the background, Justen proposed...and I of course said yes! Although we are proud to call Nashville home now (Go Titans?), and can’t wait for our new adventures that await us as a married couple, we will always reminisce about how we met and fell in love in New York City.