- 6 years ago
- Wedding: September 2012
I never got one. We got pregnant quickly and had talked about marriage, even casually looked at rings in passing. We knew we were going to get married. But still, nothing. We were living together, shared bank accounts, had a child, bought a car…no proposal. I finally just picked out my own damn ring about 2 years into the relationship and we bought it because it was an amazing deal. It sat in it’s box for 3 more years because I thought now that we have the ring, he’s gotta ask me. Nothing. I’m so bitter about it to this day, 6 years and three children in. When I ask him why I didn’t warrant or wasn’t worth an actual proposal, he says I just wasn’t patient enough and gets real defensive.
I don’t want to paint him like a jack-ass. He’s a great guy, a wonderful father, just lacking in the romantic/creative departments. I don’t want to make it out like I’m a completely bitter biotch either, but I read proposal stories and I can’t for the life of me figure out why I wasn’t important enough to at least have the question asked. It hasn’t bothered me as much as it has recently since I’ve been getting more involved in wedding websites and planning.
I know that I’m going to get those comments that it shouldn’t matter because I’m marrying him and that’s all that matters and blah blah blah, but I can’t help but feel like there’s a gap where there should be a nice memory. Whenever someone asks how he proposed, I almost want to cry.
I’m not trying to be a Debbie Downer, but I guess I just want to see if anyone had a similar situation and how you got past it?