A year ago this weekend is one year from when my fiancé and I got engaged, so I guess now is a perfect time to share how it all happened!
On a whim Jason and I decided that we wanted a fun weekend getaway so we randomly chose Montréal because neither of us had been there, and I had never been to Canada before. We had the most amazing trip and absolutely fell in love with the city. Every day we walked around and wandered into random shops, cafes, bars, and restaurants that caught our eye. One place that we wandered into was St.a Patrick’s Basilica downtown.
While in the church, we were amazed at how beautiful the church is and how it had so much beautiful Irish heritage and decoration (my fiancé has close family in Ireland and I have Irish heritage as well). While Jason walked around, I sat down in a pew and wrote a note in my phone so later on I could remember how special a moment this felt to me.
Two years later to the day we were back in Montréal for another weekend. We had been back to Montréal the previous year as well, but this getaway fell on the exact same weekend as our first trip. We spent our first night on our favorite street and went to one of our favorite restaurants. While sitting at dinner Jason looked across the table at me as he often does and said, “I’m going to marry you some day”. We had often said things like this to each other so I responded with my typical “yeah yeah” teasing him.
That night before we went to sleep I pulled out my phone and said to Jason “since we are here the exact same weekend as our first trip and since you had mentioned marrying me tonight at dinner, I felt it’s a good time to finally show you this note”. I took out my phone and finally showed Jason the note I had written two years earlier in St. Patrick’s.
Little did I know, that Jason had been planning his proposal, and had a couple of places in mind and had told his parents he felt for some reason that St. Patrick’s in Montreal was the right place. This note confirmed to him that he had chosen the perfect place to propose to me the next day.
We woke up and I spent a little extra time getting dolled up, which made Jason nervous because he thought I knew what he was planning (I had absolutely no clue). We did our normal walking downtown and took a bunch of beautiful pictures of downtown murals and street art.
Jason then suggested we go back to St. Patrick’s as we had not been back there since our first visit in 2017. Still clueless, I thought that was a great idea. When we arrived, Jason had originally planned to propose outside in a pretty garden area they have, but it was a nice day and so a ton of office workers from the surrounding office buildings were in the garden having lunch. Frustrated, Jason tried to find another area outside that was more secluded, but I was suffering from my typical ailment of “hot feet” as we call it, and insisted we go inside.
He realized he could just propose inside instead as the interior was what we fell in love with in the first place, but when we got inside a huge mass was going on and there were a ton of people in the church. Jason and I chose seats in the back, and just as we sat down in the pew the priest said “now go in peace” and the service ended. In minutes we went from a full church to just us and 4 other people. God was truly on our side that day!
As per usual we walked around the church together and then split up to do our own meandering and pray independently. I was sitting alone in a pew praying and thanking God for such a special man in my life, and little did I know Jason was behind me taking my last photo as a single girl.
He walked up and sat down next to me in the pew and held my hand. I looked over at him and he said to me, “Do you remember when I told you last night I was going to marry you someday?”. This was the moment I knew this was not just a normal day as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring. My stomach jumped and I got so excited as I heard him ask, “Will you marry me?”. Immediately I said yes and started crying hysterically from excitement and joy. It all felt so perfect, especially after I had shown him my note the night before.
Right then a priest walked over thinking I was crying from sadness and said “don’t cry” in a loving way. When we explained they were happy tears and that we had just gotten engaged he was overjoyed and insisted on praying a blessing over our marriage. Another married couple saw what had happened and came up to us tearing up and congratulated us and offered to take our picture for us so we could remember the moment.
It was the best day of my life.