Megan and I met on February 22, 2013. Megan had just moved to Jamaica Plain in Boston a few weeks prior, and I had just finished moving in with a fabulous lesbian about a half a mile down the street. My new roommate was having her birthday outing that night at a local lesbian event and invited me and few of her friends, one of whom was Megan.
Megan was recently single and had met Daniella for a drink the week before, where she explained that she moved to Boston to meet new friends and a new love. She was putting it out into the universe that she wanted a girlfriend who would lead to a wife and gave Danielle a lengthy description of her dream girl. Megan now says that her dream list and I are so similar it's as if she created me from her words.
The night we met I walked into my roommate's bedroom and held my hand out to shake Megan's hand. I said, "Hi, I'm Jahna!" and Megan started to say "Hi, my name is..." and then forgot her own name! The fireworks were instantaneous. We spent most of the night talking and discovered we both worked in the same northern town and had the same odd days off. I knew immediately I was interested.
We went to the local bar for a lesbian night and Megan told us her goal was to meet a girl that night. I was trying to play it cool, but kept thinking "I want it to be me". After asking her what her type was and helping her scope out the scene, I finally got up the courage to say "I think you are beautiful, and would love to take you out on a date anytime." We went on our first official "all-day date" two days later and have been together ever since.
I quickly fell in love with Megan and her dog Mia, and we moved out of Boston and to the Northshore six months later, at which point I adopted my dog Bella at a local shelter. We knew we were taking a chance by moving fast but had faith in each other (and an emergency plan, that we never had to use, in case disaster struck!) We got engaged on our two-year anniversary in front of the huge hearth fireplace in our house that was built in 1750. Megan thought I'd planned a birthday party for her, but it was really a surprise proposal party. I made her a gluten-free carrot cake from scratch and wrote a speech. After about a few hours mingling with our friends, I brought out the cake, proposed a toast, and got down on one knee. Megan was so speechless she could only hold out her hand and nod yes. After a kiss, she looked down at her Hearts on Fire diamond and said, "Wow! Good job!!" It was definitely one of the best days of my life so far.
A few months later we went on an "engagement-moon" and were able to explore Florence, Cinque Terre, Venice, and Rome. The final day of our vacation happened to be a holiday in Rome, so when we had our engagement photo shoot with the lovely Peggy Picot of Maison Pestea Photography, it felt like we were having a private tour of the city.