how we met: "i was working at a marketing agency in jackson, ms back in september 2014. my boss, beth, was best friends with lee’s mom, ellen. one day beth asked me if i would want to go on a blind date with this guy named lee. all i knew was that he went to ole miss, worked at a bank and lived in jackson. i agreed to meet him and go on my first blind date ever.
on september 11th, lee came to meet at my office in fondren for our date. we were having a wine tasting at work and everyone in the office of course knew that i was having my blind date that night - poor guy had to walk in front of all my coworkers ;). after we were introduced to each other by beth, we went to dinner. when i left the date, i called my mom and told her that he “couldn’t have been more of a gentlemen.” i remember loving that he was tall, handsome, was familiar with the coast (where i am from) and very genuine."
engagement: "a little over two years later, he proposed to me on january 21, 2017 on the ole miss campus. i thought we were going to oxford for the weekend to attend a ceremony for his dad. little did i know that both of our families were camping out in oxford for the weekend too (there was no ceremony ;)). it was the most special weekend in oxford - we got engaged around 11 saturday morning then spent the rest of the weekend sharing hugs, having happy laughs, eating yummy food around town and enjoying our families that will soon become one."
Today we are thrilled to leave you with a sweet poem about Emily and Lee's engagement, written by Lee's mother, Ellen Gabardi:
She stopped to find
a boy’s name
on a brick
Instead
she found a boy
on his knee
on a brick
with his name
saying
Will you marry me?
A girl
A boy
A sparkly ring
hidden in a box
in a pocket
And an invitation
of a Lifetime
for a Lifetime
A kiss of Yes.
A hug of Yes.
Mamas and Daddies
and Sisters and Brothers
whooping with joy
Champagne glasses
bubbling with joy
Mardi Gras
GabardiGras
beads
swinging with joy
The Lyceum,
as silent witness
of much history,
as silent witness
of this moment,
couldn’t help but
squeal
a
squeal
of pure delight
of pure joy.