Back-to-Back “I Do’s”

Little did either of them know, they planned their proposals ONE DAY apart from one another. With the same photographer. oh, boy.

I’m not one for surprises. They stress me out and they stress others out. Everyone has the biggest sigh of relief when a surprise is over with, yeah?

Proposals though, the surprise is inevitable. It is a total necessity. It’s the bread and butter. So when Grace reached out to me to photograph her proposing to her girlfriend, Paige, I was all on board. The high cortisol that comes with this kind of photo gig is one I was willing to sign up for, 150%.

I was hyping myself up, scheming hiding places, imagining Paige’s face when she finds out what’s happening, etc.

The moment I felt ready, I got an inquiry to photograph another proposal.

From Paige.

The Paige.

The Paige who was about to get proposed to by Grace. Great minds think alike, I guess.

The kicker: she was doing it the DAY AFTER HER VERY OWN PROPOSAL, little did she know.

What are the odds? Truly?

With stress spiked, the realization I would need to keep secrets, double check texts, and make sure I didn’t act suspicious, I realized you have to be really in love to have such a similar idea.

Spoiler: it all went perfectly.

Saturday rolls around and it’s time for Grace to pop the big question to Paige. The sun was shining deep into the greenhouse setting and I was stationed where I needed to be.

I truly couldn't have asked for it to go better. Happiness and love were radiating off of every corner of the greenhouse. We hugged, we cried, and Paige realized that she was doing the same thing tomorrow. Proposing to Grace, with me as the photographer.

The Next Day

Next morning rolled around and honestly, I was so ready to go. I had my coffee, I was amped and we were in a park. Plenty of places to hide, numerous people walking their dogs, I felt like I could definitely keep myself incognito.

Did I look like a stalker hiding behind trees with an oversized black puffer, hood up, and a camera hanging from my neck? Of course I did.

Besides some glares from park dwellers, it was just as magical as the day before, and we all celebrated and laughed about the entire situation.

All of this to say, I don't really believe in soulmates, but there has to be some cosmic divination to know that you're with the right person if you plan a proposal one day apart. Right?

I don't make the rules, but that's just how I see it.