Please, hold your applause.
Six years together, four years married.
I thought to lighten the mood around here, it’d be fun to share my engagement story. Cause if you’re married at some point you, too said yes to that age-old question: Will You Marry Me?
Oh, but ours friends, is not as fun and romantic and classic as others.
My husband and I dated for…(let me count) 4 months before we got engaged.
Before you gasp. I spoke with a family friend (who also happened to be my physician) and she knew her husband for TWO WEEKS before they got engaged and they’ve been married for over 30 years. Her advice for me?
Sometimes, ya just know.
So I went with it.
Anyway. I hate surprises. HATE, HATE. My husband knows this. So we spoke logically about loving each other and wanting to get married. So what did we do? We marched our happy butts to the jewelry store on New Year’s Day and bought an engagement ring. There, in the middle of the jewelry store at the mall my husband asked me to marry him.
Have I mentioned I’m not into romance and stuff like that either? At least not an overflow of it, just a little bit.
Well, I’ve mentioned before that my husband and I love hard and fight hard. It’s been like that all six years we have been together. (Though I must admit we are slowly learning how to decrease the fighting hard part and taking time to cool off and talk to each other rationally.)
Sometime in the early summer of the same year we got engaged, we broke up. There was a big, explosive fight, the ring was returned and we were both pissed. He went off on a volunteer trip for about a week and I took that time to breathe. Clearly, we got back together, but I refused to take the ring back or hear a proposal until I knew he was serious about us.
On the 4th of July, he picked me up and took me down to this private beach at one of the local colleges down in Saint Pete (Florida). No one was around, the sun had gone down and there was a hammock just there- randomly- that we got in and watched the stars. We talked and talked and talked and boom!
Will you marry me?
Who? What? When?
(I told you I hate surprises)
And voila! Here we are.
How many women get 2 proposals?
So. Your turn. How were you proposed to? Spill the beans.
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