Monique and Johnny
Johnny and I met back in 2009, and our friendship blossomed, although we were just friends there was a tangible and very real vibe between us from the onset – that could not be ignored.
Although a romance did start to evolve very slowly, we were unable to commit as I was returning to my career at the time on an International cruise liner. I resigned our relationships to fate, we both decided that should we both still be single upon my return home that we would be “meant to be”
Needless to say, I returned on the 14th of March 2011, he took me for breakfast on the 15th and we have been inseparable ever since.
It’s been a phenomenal journey of love and I never thought I could love someone as much as I do him – he has shown me the meaning of true love.
Sadly I have to add a part to the story that is not so nice, but a part that I feel is very important.
During our relationship, in July 2011, my mom contracted a rare brain tumour and was diagnosed with stage 4 GBM cancer. It was a road full of turmoil, hardship and sadness. All through this time Jonathan stood by my side, and stood by my mom. She absolutely adored him, often I would come home, and he would be lying on the bed next to her, talking to her, holding her hand, keeping her company. My everything, my life, my beautiful young and vibrant mother passed away on September 10th 2012 – but she loved him dearly, and was happy that he came into my life. It is very sad that I won’t have a “Mother of the Bride” that I will not have my best friend there, but I know that she wanted us to get married, and I rest assured in the knowledge that she is looking down on us and smiling.
For many months, Mark one of Johnny’s friends, wanted to take us on a helicopter as he had gotten his pilots license, so I had often heard about this pending helicopter trip.
When the sunny Saturday eventually arrived, I could not be more excited! It was such and incredibly beautiful day, the sun was shining high in the sky and there was not a wisp of wind in the air (perfect flying conditions) Johnny on the other hand could not be more “off” to me, he was acting very odd and “scare” I could not help to think “Shame love, why are you so scared, it’s a helicopter, we will be fine!”
So off we go in the helicopter, Mark and I in the front, all smiles, Johnny in the back, white as a sheet and tjoep still..
So we are flying all over Cape Town and I am in awe of the beauty, when we fly over Noordhoek beach… (I must just point out at this juncture that Noordhoek beach is where we had our first date, and many others that followed since he is a surfer and I am a beach bum) and Johnny says to me: “Hey look love, what’s that down there on the sand!?…” When I look down and see two of his friends jumping up and down waving their arms, and standing next to a 4 metre trench that they dug in the sand that read: “MARRY ME”
I was knocked senseless, I burst into tears, literally gasping for air, I turn around to face Johnny, just as he holds out the most exquisite ring I ever saw, and repeated what I read: ‘Marry me”
Of course I said yes, and I could literally instantly feel, my mom smiling down at us.
That is our story, and I am still finding myself staring at the ring, reliving the day, and thinking, could a girl be any more blessed that this?