Alex had always been interested in charity work
and had participated in various events through high school and college, but
found his passion in Habitat for Humanity (H4H). He liked being able to
get out of his dorm room on weekends and work with his hands instead of sitting
at a desk studying. It was an outlet of sorts with a constructive
bonus. He was also enthusiastic about the Alternative Spring Break trips that
his college H4H chapter sponsored every year. Entering his Junior year of
college at Illinois Wesleyan University, he was single and ready to mingle and
made several good friends through the Habitat. Late that fall,
preparations for the 2007 spring break trip were in full swing and he thought
to himself, 'I bet I could meet some really nice ladies on this trip,
too!'.
Melissa was a chemistry major who shared a similar passion for Habitat for
Humanity. She had become the chapter president and led the group for two
years. Between Habitat, her chemistry major, and event planning with her
sorority, Alpha Gamma Delta, she had little time to date. Her mind was on
the planning, not on the scenery. She watched several houses go from
foundation to finished with her own hard work and the work of everyone in the
chapter. That fall, her Sophomore year of college, she was a part of the
trip planning for the H4H Alternative Spring Break. A destination of Bay
St. Louis, MS, was decided upon by the chapter, the city that marked the
landfall of Hurricane Katrina. Their group would arrive a year and a half
after the hurricane ravaged the region.
They both arrived safe and sound. He had noticed her. She had noticed
him. He thought "she knows how to use a chop saw", she thought
"he has stunning wit and charm" (ok, maybe not, but that's what Alex
tells himself). Instead of sleeping to recuperate after each long day of
work, they sat up talking religion and politics into the late hours of the
night. By the time they had left at the end of the week, each felt as if
they were old friends. They started dating within a week and never looked
back.
OK! That was the story of how we met. Almost FIVE years later, Alex
began devising a plan...
It had to be big, spectacular, and special. He didn't want to put her on
the spot, but he wanted the world to know that he was going to marry Melissa
Myers. He took a quote from Anchorman (Melissa rolled her eyes when she
heard the inspiration) that said "I just wanted to shout it from on top
of a mountain, but I didn't have a mountain. I had a newsroom and a camera."
Well, Alex wanted a mountain and found the perfect excuse. Melissa's
school was organizing a ski trip, an opportunity Melissa would not pass
up! He made plans for several other trip attendees to go up the mountain
while he took Melissa to lunch. They were to take with them temporary
spray paint (with the unwavering approval of the ski patrol, no illegal
graffiti-ing was perpetrated) and put a huge sign in the snow under one of the
ski lifts that read "Melissa, Will You Marry Me?" in bright
orange. Melissa was none the wiser when they split for lunch as the group
had been separated most of the day.
He took her up the ski lift, heart absolutely racing, and waited for her to see
the sign. Her initial reaction was to bemoan some graffiti artists
(before she had gotten close enough to read it), then to question whether this
message was meant for her, and finally to utter shock! Alex looked at her
and professed his undying love, and she accepted his proposal 200 feet in the
air strapped securely to a chair lift. To her horror, he immediately
began taking out the ring. She told him that now was not a good time to take
out the ring. He brushed off her concern and pulled the ring out with
gloved hand. The fumble happened in slow motion, she watched as it
slipped from his gloved fingers, fell to the chair emitting a loud 'tink', and
then falling 200 feet to the snow below. She stared in horror at the
snow, looked at Alex, who looked equally as horrified, and had her fears
confirmed. Alex couldn't take her horrified look, he immediately
confessed that it was, in fact, a fake ring that he had purposely
fumbled. He waited until they got off the ski lift, properly bent upon
one ski boot, and gave her the real ring. They skied down a good deal
later (she needed some time to recover) and accidentally came upon the dropped
ring amidst the vast field of snow! Melissa became a mini-celebrity for
the rest of the week, as this sign was under the main ski lift for the mountain
and no new snow fell until the weekend.
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