Old ring that doesn't fit
This past weekend has been both wonderful and horrible. And I hate when life is like that. I hate when people purposely try to diminish the wonderful things that happen in my life. I hate it so much!
So my fiance ‘officially’ proposed to me on Sunday night. It was wonderful. We’ve known that we were getting married for almost two years now, and have a date set! But he never did the down on one knee thing, which never bothered me. But it started to bother him when we would hear these really romantic stories about our friends getting engaged. He felt like he had let me down (which he hadn’t). And my ring didn’t fit anymore, I’ve lost soo much weight.
We went out to eat at Applebees, and I was bitching about my horrible day, and just how stressed I was over the wedding, house, and crazy family. We ate dessert and left. As we were walking towards the car, he got down and asked me to be his wife. Exact words. I loved it.
And some may not find an Applebees parking lot at night during the fall to be perfect, but it felt perfect. It felt right. And he didn’t do it to impress or measure up. He did it because he felt it was right. We had been doing fine without the asking, but it shows to me that he cares enough to make me feel good. Completely unnecessary, but wonderful.
And people like to ruin wonderful things. But I’m not going to talk about it now, because just thinking about N makes my heart soar.
