Two years ago today the Tar Heel got down on one knee and said the most beautiful words I have ever heard spoken before, “Will you marry me?” and at some point between tears and shock I managed to say yes.  Aside from our wedding day, that is 100% the best day I have ever experienced in my life.  Complete and perfect happiness.  We got engaged in my favorite city, at my favorite place in the world, and have beautiful pictures and memories to carry forever.  From the drive down to Charleston when Dustin kept trying to throw me off by saying things like “I can’t even imagine asking your dad to let me marry you…” (which drove me crazy!) to calling our family and friends to tell them we were getting married, it was one of those rare and beautiful PERFECT DAYS!  I can’t imagine it happening any differently.

Fast forward to today and the Tar Heel has yet again outdone himself.  I once again got to experience that crazy kind of happiness that occurs only once in a while, complete with butterflies and crazy giggle laughs when I got to open this beautiful little gem that the Tar Heel ordered for me — my first stethoscope!!  A Littmann Cardiology III, with RED tubing – and be honest, did you really expect anything else from the Stately Lady?

That man really knows me through and through.  I look forward to many more days of complete and perfect happiness together!! Love you sweet Tar Heel Husby and thank you for picking me!!!! :)

It's Here It's Here It's Here!!


Littmann Cardiology III - RED, naturally.
Seeing my husby's last name reminds me why I chase my dreams with reckless abandon. He makes me believe I can actually reach them!

Here we go…

One year

I can’t believe just one short year ago this weekend (July 09, 2010 to be exact) we were getting engaged in beautiful Charleston.  What a wonderful year it has been.  And for the record, I would say yes again and again.  :)

Photos above  by With A K Photography
Photo by Julie Mixon Photography

Read about the proposal post from last year Here.

Read about the proposal post part II from last year Here.

Read about the classic story of Dustin asking my parent’s for my hand in marriage Here.

Our Story

The Tar Heel and I are finally putting the final touches on our wedding website and we can hardly wait to share it with everyone!  I wanted to share one of the pages on the website with my blog readers because it is the most special part of the wedding website to me.  I love Our Story and how the Lord brought us together, so I thought I would share it here first!   I can’t believe I’ve never shared the story of The Stately Lady and The Tar Heel on my blog yet… but here it is!

Despite growing up only 15 minutes from each other and living in the same town their entire lives, Dustin and Regina met for the first time on July 31, 2004. Dustin was the videographer for Regina’s brother’s wedding, and their brief introduction was fleeting at best amid the hustle and bustle of a busy wedding day. It wasn’t until June of 2007 at a collegiate business society conference in Chicago, Illinois, that this brief introduction paved the way for a budding friendship. The two were inseparable at the week-long conference, and they soon found themselves staying in touch months after the conference in Chicago. Regina has always attributed their time together in Chicago as the place where she first felt that they shared something very different and very special.

After the conference in Chicago, Regina began her senior year of college at North Carolina State University and Dustin started his junior year at the University of North Carolina at Wilmington. Even though life has a tendency to interfere with even the best laid plans, the Lord always makes a way for His children and He made no exception of Dustin and Regina. Though their lives led them completely separate ways for college and soon graduation, Dustin and Regina were eventually led back to the place where they first met 6 years ago in their hometown of Goldsboro, North Carolina. As fate would have it, Regina began attending Whitley Church, the same church where Dustin had recently accepted his first full-time position as Media Director. After months of lost contact, it only took a couple of Sundays before the two reconnected and a lunch date was set. Both Dustin and Regina would agree that for the first time, their friendship felt like it was on the verge of something much deeper and more meaningful than they had ever experienced before. 

Finally, two years after Chicago in the fall of 2009, after many prayers and patient moments of waiting on the Lord’s perfect timing, the two decided to begin a relationship together that was literally years in the making. Everyone that spent any amount of time with Dustin and Regina knew instantly they shared something incredibly special.  On July 09, 2010, the 55th wedding anniversary of Dustin’s beloved Mema and Papa Sullivan, Dustin asked Regina to marry him in a fairy tale proposal surrounded by the historic charm and southern elegance of Charleston, South Carolina.  Regina excitedly accepted his proposal, and started planning their wedding for March 19,2011.  Both Dustin and Regina are anxiously awaiting their wedding and beginning their new life together as husband and wife in Savannah, Georgia. 




Wal-Mart Dowry


The day I found out I got the new job at PCMH was also the day the Tar Heel had planned to ask my dad for my hand in marriage.  He called my mom and told her he had some fish his family caught the weekend before to give to them.  This was a really good idea on his part because he has brought them fish in the past, so they didn’t suspect anything at all.  The only problem was that he was having difficulty reaching his Aunt Brenda (hey Mrs. Brenda!)  who had the fish and so he had to change his plans a bit.

And so he headed to Wal-Mart to pick up some meat.  I don’t know if he was just super nervous, or what exactly convinced him he needed to actually bring something to my parent’s at all.  Regardless, he started filling his cart with various cuts of steak, shrimp and whatever else he thought fitting. 

When he arrived to my parent’s home, he walked right in with bags and bags of Wal-Mart meat.  We have laughed so much at the thought that he was bringing my parents a dowry of Wal-Mart meat in exchange for my hand in marriage!  Ironically, it actually worked out because I have a lot of family coming into town this weekend and my parents have already started marinating my wal-mart meat dowry. :)

Once he handed over the meat, I guess my parents probably knew something was really up.  The Tar Heel told me he started talking to my parents about how much he loves me, and how he would do anything for me.  Before he could even ask, my mom, who L-O-V-E-SSSS my Tar Heel, jumped up and said YES!!!! Yes!! My dad proceeded to tell her to sit down and “let the boy finish” and reiterated the fact that he wasn’t actually proposing to her.  This whole scenario is so funny to me on so many levels, and I am sure anyone who knows my crazy parents can imagine how hilarious this must have been as well.

Fortunately, they said yes AND my dad managed to not spill the beans about the “talk.”   My dad is the worst at keeping secrets.  Anytime he gets one of us something really good for Christmas, we neveractually  get it on Christmas. We get it the minute he walks through the door because he can’t wait to see how excited we get over it!  And that’s why I knew it would be hard for him to keep it a secret from me when the Tar Heel talked to him.  I just KNEW I wouldn’t be surprised by our proposal because my dad would slip up and tell me.  The fact that my dad didn’t call and say something like “Maybe you should go get your nails done…” was one of the main reasons I had no suspicions that he would propose that weekend.  Well I found out later that my dad had a plan to avoid telling me.  He powerwashed our entire house and every deck/wooden anything because he knew he couldn’t hear the phone ring in case I called!  When we came home to show them my ring for the first time, I thought he had built completely new decks at every door to our house! 

I love every part of our engagement, and especially these silly stories.  They are so representative of my crazy family. I hope the Tar Heel really knows what he is getting himself into, though the fact that he brought a Wal-Mart meat dowry makes him fit in pretty well with us… :) 



Tonight on my way home I passed a church sign that read “God’s love is never found accidentally.”  I started to think about how applicable that is to not only God’s love, but His love for His children.  He created each and every one of us with a purpose.  We don’t really know that purpose until we discover God’s never ending love for us, and so often I have come to see how purposefully God has placed people in our lives for us to extend His kind of love toward, and for them to love us in the same way.  This has never been more evident to me than in my relationship with my sweet Tar Heel.  Our lives were so perfectly, and at times imperfectly, entwined for many years to lead us to the decision to spend our lives together.  It was only by divine intervention that we came together, and thrived, despite ourselves.

I truly believe that God placed Dustin in my life and me into his for a very real purpose and without any accident, just like when we find the love of Christ.  We have known this for several months and Dustin fondly tells me the story of his moment of clarity when he knew without a shadow of a doubt that we would spend our lives together.

And while the actual engagement itself was a surprise, I was not surprised in the least that it would be one where Dustin contemplated and planned the entire proposal with my wishes and dreams at the forefront.  He knew he would propose in Charleston, specifically the Gazebo at the Battery, after hearing how many happy memories I have of the city with my family when growing up.  He chose to do that for me.  He also picked out a photographer, because he knows how much I love having documentation of our love for one another through pictures.  He chose to do that for me.  He had a rickshaw pick us up from Magnolias, my favorite restaurant, because I told him I thought it was the neatest thing ever when my best friend Amy and her husband left their wedding in a rickshaw.   He chose to do that for me, too. 

After the photographer left and before we called to let everyone know, during our first moments together as an engaged couple, Dustin prayed and we gave our relationship to the Lord and thanked Him for His many blessings, including the gift of each other. He chose to do that for us.

I have been in a complete fog for the past few days.  The morning after our engagement, I woke up at 7:00 AM and recalled what happened the night before.  I immediately looked at my left hand and at the beautiful ring on my finger just to confirm that it wasn’t really a dream.   Luckily, it wasn’t just a dream and it all happened entirely on purpose. 

Next up: The days leading to the proposal– how the Tar Heel asked for my hand and other funny stories. :)

All photography by Kristen Williams Photography of Charleston, SC.  She was AWESOME!