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There are not many moments in your life that can you recall in complete detail. A memory that becomes permanently etched somewhere within you; something that you can always close your eyes and remember. An experience like this can change a life or create new life. Our life together began with a moment like this.

We started dating young, two 13 year old kids from Iowa, crazy about each other and dreaming of someday moving to San Diego to be together forever. I enlisted in the U.S. Navy and quickly became aware of how little time we were about to have together, the time apart was heart aching. I spent every day of my first 9 months away planning on what that first day together again would be like.

Dreams of an island getaway, somewhere private that we could share alone flooded my mind.  I imagined how wonderful it would be to hold her on the beach late at night under a warm blanket, with a fire roaring nearby watching shallow waves wash in.

I saved every bit of my 9 months pay to prepare to ask this girl to marry me. I looked all over San Diego for hotels that fit the pictures in my imagination, I walked the entire city; probably over a hundred miles on foot. Taking the ferry day after day from Coronado to downtown, I still didn’t find what I was looking for. I decided to research hotels on the internet, using only one key word that came to mind – paradise.

I came to visit Paradise Point using a taxi, to see if the pictures from the website were true. I went to the front desk to ask about the island, to see where the most romantic secluded places were to propose. I booked a garden bungalow for the event and returned to my ship in great anticipation.

The day came when we were to finally reunite. She came to Paradise Point straight from the airport and waited for me in the lobby. We met for the first time in almost a year there, I was so thrilled that the same staff member welcomed her to California for the first time and showed her to a small coffee cart outside the gift shop.

We took a map to find our room and wandered around the entire island, lost in conversation and discovery. We found the room and were so excited with the seclusion we were so ready for. We got ready and made our way to the spot, a private gazebo out on the water. I walked her out onto it, as the sun began to go down. The courage to ask finally came; the first, in a long series of unforgettable memories was shared together in the most romantic place on Earth.

We left the island one day later with a million pictures of ducks, plants and the only things we could afford at the gift shop; two refrigerator magnets and a fleece blanket. Our plans for the next trip to the island were already a part of everyday conversation when we were married 6 months later.

We visited Paradise Point 3 years later upon my exit from the Navy, the perfect way to begin a new chapter in our life together. We left California for the last time the day after, taking the drive back to our same, small hometown in Iowa.

Here we are 7 years later with two wonderful children and a home full of remnants of the incredible times at Paradise Point. We are patiently waiting for the day that we can take our children to the place where their history began and to teach them what the true meaning of what the word paradise means.

We started dating young, two 13 year old kids from Iowa, crazy about each other and dreaming of someday moving to San Diego to be together forever. I enlisted in the U.S. Navy and quickly became aware of how little time we were about to have together, the time apart was heart aching. I spent every day of my first 9 months away planning on what that first day together again would be like.

Dreams of an island getaway, somewhere private that we could share alone flooded my mind.  I imagined how wonderful it would be to hold her on the beach late at night under a warm blanket, with a fire roaring nearby watching shallow waves wash in.

I saved every bit of my 9 months pay to prepare to ask this girl to marry me. I looked all over San Diego for hotels that fit the pictures in my imagination, I walked the entire city; probably over a hundred miles on foot. Taking the ferry day after day from Coronado to downtown, I still didn’t find what I was looking for. I decided to research hotels on the internet, using only one key word that came to mind – paradise.

I came to visit Paradise Point using a taxi, to see if the pictures from the website were true. I went to the front desk to ask about the island, to see where the most romantic secluded places were to propose. I booked a garden bungalow for the event and returned to my ship in great anticipation.

The day came when we were to finally reunite. She came to Paradise Point straight from the airport and waited for me in the lobby. We met for the first time in almost a year there, I was so thrilled that the same staff member welcomed her to California for the first time and showed her to a small coffee cart outside the gift shop.

We took a map to find our room and wandered around the entire island, lost in conversation and discovery. We found the room and were so excited with the seclusion we were so ready for. We got ready and made our way to the spot, a private gazebo out on the water. I walked her out onto it, as the sun began to go down. The courage to ask finally came; the first, in a long series of unforgettable memories was shared together in the most romantic place on Earth.

We left the island one day later with a million pictures of ducks, plants and the only things we could afford at the gift shop; two refrigerator magnets and a fleece blanket. Our plans for the next trip to the island were already a part of everyday conversation when we were married 6 months later.

We visited Paradise Point 3 years later upon my exit from the Navy, the perfect way to begin a new chapter in our life together. We left California for the last time the day after, taking the drive back to our same, small hometown in Iowa.

Here we are 7 years later with two wonderful children and a home full of remnants of the incredible times at Paradise Point. We are patiently waiting for the day that we can take our children to the place where their history began and to teach them what the true meaning of what the word paradise means.

We started dating young, two 13 year old kids from Iowa, crazy about each other and dreaming of someday moving to San Diego to be together forever. I enlisted in the U.S. Navy and quickly became aware of how little time we were about to have together, the time apart was heart aching. I spent every day of my first 9 months away planning on what that first day together again would be like.

Dreams of an island getaway, somewhere private that we could share alone flooded my mind.  I imagined how wonderful it would be to hold her on the beach late at night under a warm blanket, with a fire roaring nearby watching shallow waves wash in.

I saved every bit of my 9 months pay to prepare to ask this girl to marry me. I looked all over San Diego for hotels that fit the pictures in my imagination, I walked the entire city; probably over a hundred miles on foot. Taking the ferry day after day from Coronado to downtown, I still didn’t find what I was looking for. I decided to research hotels on the internet, using only one key word that came to mind – paradise.

I came to visit Paradise Point using a taxi, to see if the pictures from the website were true. I went to the front desk to ask about the island, to see where the most romantic secluded places were to propose. I booked a garden bungalow for the event and returned to my ship in great anticipation.

The day came when we were to finally reunite. She came to Paradise Point straight from the airport and waited for me in the lobby. We met for the first time in almost a year there, I was so thrilled that the same staff member welcomed her to California for the first time and showed her to a small coffee cart outside the gift shop.

We took a map to find our room and wandered around the entire island, lost in conversation and discovery. We found the room and were so excited with the seclusion we were so ready for. We got ready and made our way to the spot, a private gazebo out on the water. I walked her out onto it, as the sun began to go down. The courage to ask finally came; the first, in a long series of unforgettable memories was shared together in the most romantic place on Earth.

We left the island one day later with a million pictures of ducks, plants and the only things we could afford at the gift shop; two refrigerator magnets and a fleece blanket. Our plans for the next trip to the island were already a part of everyday conversation when we were married 6 months later.

We visited Paradise Point 3 years later upon my exit from the Navy, the perfect way to begin a new chapter in our life together. We left California for the last time the day after, taking the drive back to our same, small hometown in Iowa.

Here we are 7 years later with two wonderful children and a home full of remnants of the incredible times at Paradise Point. We are patiently waiting for the day that we can take our children to the place where their history began and to teach them what the true meaning of what the word paradise means.

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