There is much debate on how exactly the events unfolded on this night, but – there is one irrefutable detail: I had to make sure he had my number. I found a clever excuse and snuck my number into his phone. I snuck away from the concert with my friends. With just a few words and a dance, I was 100% sure we’d see each other again.
Fast-forward about two months. We’re standing outside his apartment. Instead of unlocking the door as expected, he reaches behind his back and takes out a tie.
“I can blindfold you, or, you can close your eyes.”
Unable now to see, I heard the door open, and he led me inside.
After what felt like forever, he removed the blindfold. I saw candlelight and hundreds of paper cranes strung from the ceiling, cascading downward, surrounding us. He finally spoke.
“There is a Japanese legend that says the one who folds 1,000 paper cranes will get their wish. I didn’t quite get to a thousand, but I’m really hoping that maybe I could still be lucky enough…”
This old-fashioned gentleman asked to make our relationship official. I was his wish.
Exactly two years after the day we met, we were admiring the beautiful cliffs of Ireland together when we noticed a mysterious little jar tucked away in the grass. There was a rolled up piece of paper inside. I excitedly opened it and read aloud the love story of what I thought were two strangers. I realized when I got to the end of what was written, that the love story on the paper was ours. When I looked up from the paper in my hands, there he was, down on one knee, with a ring around the neck of one of the very same paper cranes he folded all that time ago, asking me to marry him. Of course, I said yes!”
Congratulations, Stephanie + Fernando!! xoxo, The OLAS Team
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