Proposal Stories We Love

October 9, 2015 at 5:10 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

If you just love a great proposal story, you must check out HowHeAsked which shares some of the sweetest proposal stories we’ve ever heard.

We thought we would share just a few of our favorites from the site:

Rachel and Patrick – New York City!

Chase and Brit – Outdoors!

Aroha and Wynne – Video Included!

Rob and Danielle – In Paris!

We also found some more awesome stories on this Bridal Guide site. There are 48 truly spectacular stories to read here. Each one is so special. We can’t stop reading!

Do you have a fantastic proposal story? We would love to hear it!


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Meet our new Willow Writer Danielle and her groom-to-be, David!

February 16, 2015 at 3:03 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , )

David and I have known each other for the past 8 or 9 years through mutual friends. He actually went to high school with my “little” brother. Unfortunately through the years we were both married and those relationships obviously did not work out and David’s ended with a perfect little girl named Julia.

October 2012, I went to a local Halloween party very single and ready to find a date. There David was, dressed up like the joker! (I was a cute but sexy Raggedy Anne). Long story short, we ended up talking all night, danced, and kissed!


However, I realized I got his white make-up all over my face and I told him if you wash your face off, I will kiss you again! Off to the bathroom David went and when he came back I was gone!

The next morning he got my number through mutual friends and text me, asking me out on a date. The rest has been truly our own fairy tale.

Five months later I got pregnant (a big surprise) and we got a house. I fell in love with his daughter and we have grown together so well. After the birth of our daughter Alexa in December, David and I became closer than ever. We have the same expectations on parenting and our futures. This June, he went shopping with my mother at Henne jeweler and got me the ring of my dreams!!

The proposal: One Sunday afternoon,while cleaning out our garage, David asked if I could hand him tape out of his top drawer in his huge tool box. I grabbed the tape, went into the house to give it to him and could not find him. He was right behind me down on one knee holding the box.

But, I missed the box. I missed him on one knee. He opened the door with the ring in his hand and said, “Reallyy?!?!?” I burst into tears when I caught up to speed what was happening. He told me I was his best friend and he could not have picked a better mother for his child or stepmother to Julia and he wanted to spend his life with me. While we were both crying and hugging I whispered in his ear, “Can you get down on your knee again????” Lol!!! He did get on one knee and the ring fit!!

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Meet Willow Writer Jenna and fiancé Chris! How they met, the proposal, and lots of pictures!

July 11, 2014 at 12:59 pm (Willow Writers) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Jenna E. Faas & Christopher M. Schmidt

How We Met

The year was 2008, and it was the summer before my senior year of High School. I had been looking for a summer job so I could start saving money for the next biggest step in my life: college. My mom informed me that her boss Mark, (Christopher’s dad) was looking for a summer intern who would be responsible for organizing all the files in the office and updating and entering data in the database. I accepted the position, excited for the opportunity to work with my mom.  On my first day of work I wore my glasses instead of my contacts assuming that all the people who worked at Jenna1Hampton Technical Associates were my mom’s age….wrong!  This is where I first laid eyes on Christopher Schmidt.  His light blue eyes were the first thing I noticed about him when we were briefly introduced the morning of my first day. I can’t say for sure that it was love at first sight, but I know I felt the nervous butterflies in my stomach. From then on, I dressed up to go to work and during our lunch hour I would always try talking to him. Chris went to Penn State for civil engineering and he was working on getting his professional engineering license. Chris is a very shy person,so I know I did most of the talking. I wasn’t brave enough to ask him if he wanted to go on a date because I was eight and a half years younger than him and I wasn’t confident that he would want to. As the summer drew to a close, I was very disappointed that he did not ask for my number. I felt like all hope was lost.Jenna2

In a twist of fate, I had tickets to the Pirates’ last game of the season.  Every year at the last home game, different prizes are given away to fans if their rows are selected. My row happened to be selected for one of the prizes and each person in the row won a set of four tickets to Seven Springs to use for either skiing, snowboarding, or snow tubing. Since my aunt, uncle, and brother were with me, between us we had acquired sixteen tickets. Since I am not a very coordinated person, we decided to use the tickets for snow tubing, but since we had such a large number of tickets we didn’t know who to ask to go with us. My mom joked around and said that she was going to ask Chris and I joked back that it wasn’t a bad idea. My mom did end up asking Chris to come along and told him that he could bring his twin brother, too. We planned the outing in March because a friend of mine called Seven Springs to make sure they were still opened.

When we arrived at Seven Springs I was surprised to see that Chris was sitting in the parking lot. He had come by himself which I was also surprised by since the outing mainly consisted of my family and a few friends. We entered the ski lodge all very excited about the prospect of snow tubing.


We were disappointed to find that all winter activities had ended the weekend before, so my friend had misunderstood the voice recorded message when she called Seven Springs. We had made the trip to Seven Springs for nothing. Instead of wasting the day, we all decided to find somewhere for lunch and my mom suggested that I ride with Chris so that he wouldn’t have to drive by himself. We had such a great conversation on the way to the restaurant and I was able to find out his cell phone number.

I had talked to my boss, Mark, before leaving Hampton Technical and he said I could return when I had breaks from school and after my senior year so I could work the summer before college. I was going to work over Easter break, but I didn’t want to wait that long to see Chris again. I typed out a text message to him asking him if he wanted to go see a movie, but I hesitated to send it. What if he didn’t want to go with me to see it?  I showed my friend the message and asked her what she thought I should do.

“Don’t worry about it,” she said. “I sent the message for you.”

“What! Why would you do that?” I cried.

“Because I knew you would never send the message,” she replied.

I fretted the whole day wondering what his response would be to my message. I was shocked and surprised when he had said yes. We met at the Pittsburgh Mills Mall to see the movie called The Knowing and I told myself that if he paid for my ticket it was an official date. Chris had the tickets bought before I had even arrived at the theater!  We both thought the movie was really strange, but I was happy that he wanted to go to Eat ’n Park afterwards for dessert. We talked for a really long time and when he said:

“When can I see you again?”

I said:  “How about tomorrow,” and we have been inseparable ever since.

How He Proposed

I spent the next four years of my life continuing my education at California University of Pennsylvania working on a bachelor’s degree in Geology. I returned home every weekend to visit Christopher and he came down to Cal U one day a week when I wasn’t working my two part time jobs. I figured that Chris wouldn’t propose while I was in school since I was focused on getting my degree. I thought for sure he would ask me at my graduation, because we had been together for four years. Apparently Chris wanted to plan it out and make it special.JennaGrad1JennaGrad

In September, shortly after I started my new job at Moody and Associates, an environmental company in Houston PA, Chris took me to dinner at a very nice restaurant.


I honestly was not expecting anything since I had almost given up on the idea of a proposal. After dinner he suggested that we go up to Mt. Washington just to walk out on the balconies and look at the city all lit up at night. I was starting to be suspicious when I noticed that Chris was acting nervous. Any time other people would walk out on the overlook, I could tell he was anxious. As I mentioned before, Chris is very shy and does not like being the center of attention especially around strangers. Finally, we were the only ones on the overlook.

Before I knew it, Chris was down on one knee, pulling out a ring and asking me if I would marry him.

“Is this really happening?” I asked excitedly.  I was so shocked and excited that I didn’t answer right away.

“Well?” Chris asked still kneeling on the ground.

“Yes!  Of course I want to marry you!” I replied.



Honestly, just as I said yes, fireworks went off from Heinz Field. They were really for the Steeler game, but according to me I believe they were just for us.  e are now in the process of planning our wedding which will take place August 22, 2015.


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Meet our new Willow Writer, Melissa! Read her awesome love story!

December 20, 2013 at 2:41 pm (Willow Writers) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Hi there! My name is Melissa and I am a Willow Room bride-to-be! Our wedding will be November 8, 2014, and my fiancé Chad and I couldn’t be more excited! From the moment we first walked into The Willow Room, we knew it was everything we had dreamed of. I am so grateful to have been asked to share our adventure with you all! It couldn’t be a more perfect time for me to start, because it was just this time of year, my favorite time of the year, when it all began.

New year’s Eve/Our fourth official date

New year’s Eve/Our fourth official date

So… I’ll start at the beginning. Ironically, Chad and I first met just before the holidays two years ago, being set up by a mutual friend, Joe.  We had met a few times before and we had even worked for the same company for a short time, me in Human Resources and Chad in Industrial Safety. We knew each other well enough to exchange awkward yet polite “hellos” or “good mornings” on the rare occasions when we passed in the hallway, but that was the extent of our relationship.  Chad left the company to become a partner in a consulting business and every so often I would ask Joe how he was doing, and Chad would do the same. So finally, on December 15th 2011, Joe asked us both to meet him for dinner.  That night, I walked into the restaurant and Chad was the first person I saw, our eyes locked, and just like in the movies, it was magic.  A week later, we went on our first “real” date (just the 2 of us this time)  and it was the best first date I could have ever imagined. It was as if we had known each other our entire lives, and we actually shut the restaurant down because neither one of us wanted the night to ever end. From that day on, we were practically inseparable.  After about four months of dating, I knew I had found the one.

Seven months down,  the first vacation with my family. That’s our dog Lucy :)

Seven months down, the first vacation with my family. That’s our dog Lucy 🙂

Fast-forward 13 months to a snowy Sunday afternoon in January 2013.  Over a quick lunch at Chipotle that day, out of the blue Chad said to me that he wanted to plan a trip.  I had started back to school at Seton Hill the fall prior, and full-time work and full-time school can take a toll on a girl, especially in mid-January. So of course, I immediately fell in love with the thought of a warm sandy beach or just any change of scenery. We synced our schedules and realized the best time for us to go would be the 1st week of April, my spring break and also the week of my birthday.

After the dates were set, I had no involvement in the vacation planning process; in fact I had no idea where in the world we were even going, the entire trip was a complete surprise. It became a bit of a game between us as to where we were going, Chad would joke that it was somewhere even colder than we are. But finally, after 2 ½ months of waiting, we were off and when we got to the airport that morning, it was finally revealed that we were going to St. Martin.

We immediately fell in love with the entire island and on the 3rd day of the trip, my birthday, we decided to take a sunset dinner cruise to a little French restaurant on the other side of the island. After a PERFECT evening, we headed back to our resort. Chad asked me to take a walk with him down to the beach. As we stood in the sand and stared at the ocean, he got down on one knee and proposed! It was the greatest night of my life!!

On the Sunset Harbor cruise, just a few hours before he proposed!!

On the Sunset Harbor cruise, just a few hours before he proposed!!

Now he we are, just one short week away from Christmas, and we’ve been engaged for over eight months already!! The time has flown by quite quickly.

We’ve done some planning, but we still have lots to go, and I can’t wait to share it with you.

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Meet New Willow Writer, Gwen! Hear how not even the ocean could keep her and David apart!

June 21, 2013 at 2:18 pm (Willow Writers) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

Hi!  My name is Gwen and I’m getting married at the Willow Room on May 10 of next year.  I was offered the fun task of being one of the Willow Writers after stopping in after our trek to my parents’ house from New Bern, NC  last weekend to show my future mother and father-in-law our reception site.   We were so excited to show my future mother and father-in-law the site we had chosen for the reception, especially since they had just flown in from Hungary to meet my parents for the first time.  Hungary you ask?  I’ll get to that in a minute.

My fiancé, David, and I met in a bar in Orlando approximately 7 years ago.  I am living proof you can meet a man in a bar. Seriously!  Don’t laugh!  Perhaps I am just superbly lucky.  I was living in Orlando, FL and going to school at the University of Central Florida (Go Knights!) and he was in rescue swimmer school in Pensacola.  He wasn’t the smoothest guy I ever met as he walked up to me and says:  Hi.  I’m in the Navy.  I asked to see his dog tags (which he happened to be wearing),  as proof.  At the end of the evening of dancing and talking he said it was nice to meet me and walked away.  I’m watching him walk away as he turns around and asks for my number.  We hung out platonically (honest!!) for the next few days before he left for Pensacola and continued to talk on the phone for hours each day.  This habit continued during the time he was stationed in Atsugi, Japan and he has even called me from various ships while deployed.  In the absence of phones we took to email.  We both tried to date other people and remain friends during the 3 years he was in Japan but we always seemed to be drawn back to each other.

Three years later his time in Japan was coming to a close and I had the opportunity to choose internships for my occupational therapy master’s degree.  I was able to find a traumatic brain injury clinic, Centre for Neuro Skills, in Encino, California and lived with relatives in Manhattan Beach which is about an hour from his hometown of Riverside, CA.  He kissed me for the very first time on the front porch of my aunt and uncle’s house on September 9, 2011.  He says he knew he needed to marry me that day.  I must be a better kisser than I thought.  Haha.

Fast forward a couple of years, 2 major moves around the country, and moving in together.  His parents called one day to ask us to visit them in Hungary for a few weeks after Christmas.  His parents have been living there a few years as his Dad is an engineer for Boeing.  We were so excited to get to see parts of Europe on that trip to include Hungary, Germany, Austria, and Switzerland.  Little did I know David had other plans…

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My favorite day of the year is New Year’s Eve.  We were touring the Palace in Budapest, Hungary where the former kings and current Prime Minister live.  The grounds, even in December, were gorgeous with the statues and churches,,, not to mention the view of Budapest.  After touring the grounds (and getting the chance to warm up since the high temp that day was like a February day in Pittsburgh) we returned to the hotel to get ready for dinner.  After dinner I found myself with his family on the bus on the way back up the hill to the Palace.  Confused, I asked why we were returning since we were just there earlier that day.  His Dad responded to my question with a vague answer which only added to my confusion.  His family and I wandered into the Palace grounds then realized David and I were suddenly alone (his family hung back on the steps leading to the overlook of Budapest).  Next thing I knew David was on one knee.   ❤

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Meet Our New Willow Writer: Kristen! And fiancé Joe!

January 28, 2013 at 5:58 pm (Willow Writers) (, , , , , , , , , )

**Our Story**
In mid-March, Joe surprised me with a trip to Kay Jewelers before dinner at The Cheesecake Factory.  I was in total shock, and when the sales woman asked what we were looking for, I started sweating profusely, and Joe stood there- mute.  When I finally found out why we were there, I was on cloud 9.  After trying on a few rings, Joe started choking and needed to leave to get a drink of water, and I explained to the kind lady how he instantly turns ghostly white when I mention marriage… or joint checking accounts.  Later, I text my best friends and couldn’t stop smiling.  Pinterest became my best friend, and I spent hours looking for the perfect engagement ring- not knowing Joe already had one in mind.

The next day, Joe picked out the ring and asked my parents’ permission while I was at the Hunger Games movie.

On March 27, our 1-year anniversary (as per Joe’s account) we had tickets to attend our final Penguin game for the 2011-2012 season.  I was upset with Joe that he “HAD TO” coach his volleyball game at Baldwin HS.  The game started at 6, and he told me to meet him there at 6:30- he was sure the game would be over by then.  I picked up Arby’s on the way and arrived in the parking lot at 6:20.  6:30 came- no Joey.  6:45- no Joey.  7:00… 7:15…  Joe finally exited at 7:20, and I was LIVID!  I was attempting the silent treatment and even debated just driving home and not going to the game.  I was furious that Joe didn’t care that I was mad and I spent most of the drive downtown staring out the car window with my arms folded.  During that time, Joe was texting MJ (my brother) to ask his permission.  Again, I was upset that he was hiding texts from me as he positioned himself in a 45 degree angle toward the steering wheel so I wouldn’t see it.

We finally parked the car, I was out of my mood, and Joe took his time assembling the necessities (wallet, key, Chapstick).  He changed his shirt, put on deodorant and cologne, and I continued watching the clock.  It was now 7:50, and we missed the first period and 1st intermission- and even more importantly- two Zamboni runs (one of my favorite parts!).  Joe handed me a card and told me I wasn’t allowed to open it until he said so.  More weirdness.

KristenandJoeAs we walked from the hotel parking lot over to Consol, my hands got really cold, and I tried to put my hand in the pocket of Joe’s jacket like I always did.  He threw my hand away and told me to put my hand up his sleeve instead.  JERK.  Little did I know the ring was in that pocket.  Oops.  We got to the outside gate, and I was instructed to open the card that held our Penguin tickets.  Joe wrote a novel inside, and I was speed reading because I really wanted to get into the game!  At that time, a bum ran over and asked if we were selling tickets.  Joe quickly shooed him away.  The tickets each had Tyler Kennedy’s face on them, and there was a speech bubble cut from a Post-it coming out of his mouth.  One said “Will” and the other said “you”.  I got nervous thinking they were Bill’s tickets- he sells us tickets for one game per month.  Bill/Will… easy confusion.  I said out loud, “Will you?”  “WILL YOU….” and when I turned around, sweet little Joey Bags was down on one knee.  I screamed and pushed him over.  Instead of saying yes, I held out my shaky hand, and said, “I’m not mad at you anymore!”

The Penguins did not win that game, but we had an incredible time, celebrated with a few beers, and were congratulated by those around us.  After the game, we found a sweet usher to take our picture by the glass.  He was taking a good bit of time to take the picture, and he finally said, “I’m just waiting for the Zamboni to get out of the background.”  Silly man.

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