NOTE: The following post is going to be written by both of us.
Ash: Let me start this by saying that I never thought I'd get married, and after a long cohabiting relationship went sour five years ago, I was content working and living alone. I thought that that was how it was always going to be. I liked my space, liked my home. I loved my friends, my cat, my routines. So, I never thought that I'd fall in love all-in, or so to say, and I definitely never thought I'd be happier with someone else than I was by myself.
But when I first saw Brian and then we first spoke, I knew that that was it. This was the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, wanted to work with, wanted to love and grow old with. Since the very first day.
Since the day that we met, Brian and I have lived with each other, worked with each other, and loved each other, and I have loved every single minute of it. He inspires me. He is the best person I've ever met. I love him.
Brian: You never think there is a "one" until you meet the "one." Ash is the "one." From the first moment I saw her and spoke to her, I knew. We are both people that don't make light decisions; we know what we want, and we do it with all of our heart. But when we met there was no decision to make; it was already done. I have never had any second guesses or felt any hesitation with Ash. She keeps me calm, collected, inspired, driven, and wanting more out of this wonderful life. Now, I am happy I don't have to go it alone. In the last 10 months of living, loving, and working together we have seen and done so much that I can't wait to see what we can do in a lifetime. I love her.
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Ash: Last night, in New York City at our favorite restaurant, Prune, Brian had reserved "our" table for dinner. Before we ordered a thing, he reached across the table, grabbed my hand, and asked me to marry him. Of course, I said yes, after which he slipped on the most perfect ring I could ever imagine. He already knew the answer, and I already knew he would ask, but it didn't matter; we were both so nervous and excited that we started to cry, told each other how much we love each other, that we can't believe that we have been lucky enough to find each other. That this is it. That here we go. That life will always be good while we're together. That hell yeah.
The chefs and staff at Prune overwhelmed us with their generosity and enthusiasm, bringing out flutes of champagne and marinated veal heart ("a heart for a proposal makes sense," said one of the waiters) to celebrate with us. We cannot thank them enough for taking part in our special evening and joining us in excitement. And, of course, the food was amazing. (Good food usually comes from really good people, after all.)
Brian and Ash: Hell Yeah.