How We Met
Our story began May of 2007. I was 19 and I had just completed my first year of college. New to the city of San Francisco, I had also just landed a summer job working in retail at the downtown Express. Why does this matter? Well, because that’s where I met Rey. It was a few weeks into the gig that a handsome man in a dark suit walked into the store looking for assistance and there I was, the helping hand. Rey and I chatted, maybe even flirted a bit….a successful encounter, so much so that I even persuaded him into buying his very first pink shirt. I rung him up, said my farewells and it was as he was leaving that he looked back at me and said, “you’re a beautiful girl”. Cheeeeesy, right? But yup, it happened.
Thankfully, he walked away just in time that he missed the blushing face and awkward nerves.
A few days passed and it was a shift or two later that Rey walked in through the doors again, looking for assistance, of course. Again, we talked and after a clear connection was made he made the move.
Rey: I’d love to call you sometime, can I have your number?
Me: Sorry, I can’t.
I couldn’t, really…but I did. I quickly scribbled my number on the back of his receipt and handed it right back to him as I rung him up AGAIN. This time, I got him to purchase his first purple shirt (in case you were wondering). And after that, I didn’t know what to expect, I don’t think I really expected much to be honest.
Fast forward a few weeks and months later. Rey did eventually call, and we dated that summer. But the summer fling that began also ended and genuine friendship evolved. I was young and pursuing a career, his was already established. I eventually graduated from college then landed a job in a foreign country. I moved back at some point and then pursued a life and career in Southern California, Rey was still in San Francisco. We always kept in touch…he’d update me on his ventures and so would I. Our friendship and common interests led us to travel and explore a bit together over the years but we kept it friendly until a random visit to the city and a kiss between us re-sparked the fire, and the relationship we have had since began. This was more than two years ago by the way.
Fate, Rey’s never been much of a believer of it nor did he ever believe that “If it was meant to be, it will be”…but I always did and I always knew he was the one.
How He Asked
We had been planning a two-week vacation to Europe for some time. I wanted to visit Greece & he wanted to explore Croatia, we decided to visit both and add a few other destinations to our itinerary. From the moment we left San Francisco, the trip already felt like one-of-a-kind. It was magical and romantic and I was traveling with my best friend, exploring the world together… what else could I ask for? First, we visited Vienna then Prague, Croatia and finally Greece…Mykonos, Greece.
It was our first full day in Greece; we had rented an ATV & had spent the day hopping around from one beach to another, checking out all we could. Dinner reservations we had been looking forward to at M Eating were that night & as we strolled the beautifully painted alleys of Mykonos, Rey reminded me of them. So, we headed back to our hotel, dressed and headed to dinner. We had just arrived and Rey hadn’t been feeling too well the last few days, so I didn’t expect much. I knew we’d skip on the bottle we’d typically order & probably order less food than often (like we had the nights before). I sat across him and browsed the wine menu, maybe I’d get a glass for myself I thought. He told me he’d be right back but he’d already been to the bathroom, I chalked it up to him not feeling well–He was talking to the waitstaff but I had no idea, to me it was dinner as planned, so what happened next was completely unexpected. It all happened so quickly; I remember him walking up to our table, with the most unusual look in his eyes and that was when he got on one knee. Shocked, confused and so happy, I felt tears roll down my face and nothing else, I was frozen. At some point, I nodded yes as he asked me to marry him. I told him I loved him, we kissed and together, popped open a bottle of bubbly to celebrate.
I’ve always wondered what it would be like, how it would feel and where it would take place. Mykonos Greece was absolutely perfect, that night was perfect and June 9th will forever have a special place in my heart.
P.S. Our story was featured on The Knot’s “How He Asked” site (yasss!). See more pics here!