{"id":151904,"date":"2021-06-21T11:14:00","date_gmt":"2021-06-20T23:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/togetherjournal.com\/?p=151904"},"modified":"2021-06-04T11:39:53","modified_gmt":"2021-06-03T23:39:53","slug":"cory-chris-by-chellise-michael-photography","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/togetherjournal.com\/cory-chris-by-chellise-michael-photography\/","title":{"rendered":"Cory + Chris by Chellise Michael Photography"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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We met at a beach bar about 20 minutes before last call. Chris wandered up to a spot at the bar next to Cory, who started the conversation. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

Chris had moved to Washington DC to start graduate school after two years as a ski bum. Cory had moved back to the east coast after a stint in San Francisco and was trying to figure out what was next. We had been together for almost eight years by the time of the proposal. We were roadtripping down the California coast in Big Sur. Chris nervously carried his backpack everywhere with him, from grabbing morning coffee to hiking and even into the bathroom, so Cory knew that Chris was going to propose the entire day. But the moment it finally happened \u2014 on a cliff overlooking the Pacific with no one around but a mother and baby cow \u2014 was a fantastic, magical blur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n