our story

for eight years, our ritual consisted of frozen yogurt,

bryce’s concoction of choice: 

strawberry and chocolate, topped with butterfingers, 

and if he’s feeling crazy, a few gummy bears thrown in

my concoction of choice:

red velvet cupcake and vanilla, 

topped with mini chocolate chips and 2 circus animal cookies,

and a walk through andy brown park.

on this beautiful thursday afternoon,

bryce and I made our usual stop at Cherry on Top,

filled up our yogurt cups,

and headed to Andy Brown Park.

we started off at the softball fields, took a left after the basketball courts,

talked to the baby ducks, saw a swimming snake,

and made our way to the bench at the top of the hill behind the volleyball courts.

bryce and I have spent many an afternoon sitting on that bench,

laughing, arguing (I mean, having discussions…), talking about life, and enjoying each other’s friendship.

that bench has seen it all:

the good, the not to great,

and the start of our forever.

when bryce grabbed me for one of his famous bear hugs,

and began talking about all of the wonderful memories we’ve had over the past 8 years,

and how much he loved me,

and how much he wanted me to be the one he spent his life with,

i lost it.

and after quite a few reassurances that it wasn’t a joke, 

and the it was really happening, that it was really for real,

i said yes to becoming the future mrs. bryce chastain.

[[eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekk!!]]

bryce even planned for our families to meet for a celebration dinner at anamias,

yummmmmmmmm.

this boy must really love me.

good thing I really love him.

[even more than guacamole.]