This is Hugh and I, prom night in 1978



1978 - Hugh and I were friends. We used to meet at the local dances most every weekend and we had even shared a kiss or two and so, when he asked me to the prom in 1978, I said yes. In keeping with Montreal grad night tradition, after the dance, we went up to the look out point to watch the sun come up with all the other grads dressed in their finary. He asked me to go steady and I said no ...... duh! I panicked - he was 17 and I was 15 and I honestly thought he liked me just as a friend. I never saw him again after that. He moved int town to go to college and I stayed in the burbs to finish high school.

We both got married (to other people), had two kids each and ended up separated, I started a website for our highschool, Hugh signed up, I welcomed him and we started to "chat". 23 years after I last saw him, we re-met and we formed an instantaneous bond!

Skip ahead 5 years ...... we knew we were getting married, it was just a matter of timing - heck, I even had a ring and a dress. One Friday night, Hugh picked me up at work. He was dressed up and so I knew something was "up". He wouldn't tell me a thing about what his plans were.

We drove into the city and he pulled up at a top notch Montreal hotel. He told me that he had reservations for dinner. He also told me that he had tickets to see the Butterflies Go Free exhibit and I just "knew" that he was going to propose, surrounded by all the beautiful butterflies (we have a thing for butterflies!).

We had a nice meal in a fancy french restaurant and when the meal was over, he suggested that we take a walk along the main drag. We hadn't gone too far when he suggested that we turn back and go to a bar that he remembered being on the same street as the restaurant.

As we neared the restaurant, a gentleman got out of a limo and said "Mr. H?" and Hugh said "Yes, Mr. George?" With that, we got into the limosine and we were heading towards the mountain. We arrived at the look out point and Hugh suggested another walk.

There we were, the city lights twinkling and bright ..... Hugh got down on one knee and said "Twenty eight years ago I asked you to go steady on this very spot and you said no. I have another question for you tonight and I am hoping that you will say yes. Will you marry me?"

I was expecting the proposal but he still managed to surprise me and I started to bawl. What I didn't expect came next ..... he pulled a ring box out of his jacket and placed it on my other hand! I was so confused ... "what is this?" I asked.

LOL Apparently, he had bought this ring and it was meant to hold the place for the "real" ring that we would shop for together. The thing is .... the week before, we were in a mall in another city when I saw the "real" ring that I wanted. It was perfect, on sale and I wasn't about to leave the mall without it.

I was always going to receive two rings .... but not in the order that he planned for me to get them!

Skip ahead 28 years and 2 months later (August 25, 2006) - I said yes, to the most important question of all ..... Will you take this man to be your husband?

Here are some pics of our big day -

aww.. that was beautiful! love always finds a way!

Thanks Dani.

We feel incredibly fortunate to have found each other again.

Love really feels so much more lovely with these mushy things in our heads...


Wonderful story!



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Love will never fade, as long as it doesn't stray.