Our Engagement Story
|| February 6th: The Night Before
On the Friday before our engagement, I drove to the George Bush Intercontinental Airport and boarded a plane. My flight landed in Atlanta, and I spent a few hours with The Brothers Karamazov before a quick flight to Greenville. Stephen, my brother, was kind enough to pick me up from the airport at midnight and let me stay at his house.
Earlier during the week I received a text from Cara, a long-time friend who currently lives in Charleston. I was told that she planned to meet up with her boyfriend and his family in Greenville, and she needed a place to stay. So we made arrangements for Cara to stay with me, as she had done numerous times before when visiting Greenville.
After a night out with friends on Friday, I met Cara at home, and we were able to catch up. I asked a lot of questions about her plans that weekend. She had prompt replies, and I completely believed everything she said.
|| February 7th: The Hours Before
I woke up early Saturday. There was a lot to be done before the big question. I dressed, reviewed my “speech” and quadruple-checked the ring. Throughout the morning Cara kept me informed through text. Steve took me to buy flowers and dropped me off at Ben and Karen Schipper’s house to pick up their car. From there I met the photographers, Andrea and Nicole. We walked through the plan. They photographed the ring and me, and we began to wait.
We woke up the next morning with a plan to go out for brunch. Cara messaged back and forth with her boyfriend as I took my time getting ready. It was a lazy Saturday morning, after all. I selected a favorite thrifted sweater to wear, and might have fussed that my best jeans were in the wash and couldn't be worn that day. I delicately applied my makeup and might have tweezed my brows a bit. It was just another Saturday with no pressing plans and all the time in the world.
|| February 7th: The Moment
Alyssa and Cara were twenty minutes late, and I was getting cold and nervous. But soon I saw Cara's car drive past, and my phone started to ring. Cara was trying to find my car.
I watched Alyssa and Cara park and walk toward the garden entrance. I smiled as Alyssa saw me and began to work out what was going on. She slowly walked down a few steps and across a little bridge to reach me. I handed her a rose, took her hands and shared my heart. After my “speech” I knelt on one knee and asked the love of my life to marry me.
She said yes.
Cara and I finally got on the road to meet her boyfriend's family. They were supposedly at a park where we would meet before brunch. We approached the Rock Quarry Garden and circled it once. When Cara said she couldn't find their car, she made a phone call, saying aloud "Hey, Babe, where are you?" She was instructed to pull up by the stairs and we got out of the car.
As I closed the car door and turned toward the park, I noted that only one person was there. We walked toward the stairs and down into the park where I finally realized the one person I had seen was Tim.
Cara turned to me with a knowing smile and urged me to go on. I was confused and at a loss for words. All I could do was walk down the stairs, over the bridge toward Tim, who stood there with a huge smile and a rose in his hand. As I approached him, he handed me the rose. I managed to get out the bewildered question, "What are you doing here?!" He only smiled. Then, after a short speech, I watched in a daze as the sweetest man in the world—my best friend—knelt down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
I said yes.
|| February 7th: The Rest of the Day
| Alyssa and Timothy
After photos and phone calls, we enjoyed brunch at The Green Room on Main Street. We spent the afternoon watching Wicked at the Peace Center, and after the show, we took a walk, picked up some coffee, and ate a lovely dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, The Lazy Goat.
|| Special Thanks
| Alyssa and Timothy
To Cara Quezada:
A heartfelt thank you for driving hours from Charleston to Greenville to help with the surprise, for your zkillz in keeping it a secret and for being an awesome friend.
Thank you for picking me up from the airport, driving me around and letting me crash at your house.
Thanks for allowing me to use your car for the week I was in Greenville.
Thanks for keeping me preoccupied while we waited and for taking lovely photographs of this special time.
To all our friends and family:
Thank you for celebrating with us and for sharing your kind words of congratulations and support.
Timothy Buck & Alyssa Guerrero