- 6 years ago
- Wedding: February 2013
So I can’t believe that it actually happened. Yesterday was my birthday, the last year I am in my 20s and I had been dropping hints for awhile that I would like to get engaged. Let me backtrack…I moved to New Zealand last September to see if things would work out with this amazing guy I was set up with on vacation in January 2011. We fell in love hard and have been happily living life together for ten months (as of July 10th). He’s a really quiet man and I knew I would have to tell him that I would want to be engaged. I even found a ring I liked and emailed him the info on it. Then we went on with life. Planning things, financially struggling as I am still trying to settle into life here with immigration and an overseas qualification in teaching, etc. I figured he’d get around to it eventually, but wasn’t really expecting it on my birthday. I came home from work yesterday and he was already home, grumpy about his job and various other things. Great, I thought, just what I need on my birthday, a grumpy boyfriend. He remained grumpy as we got ready to go out for dinner with our friends and was really quiet all night. He’s really quiet anyway, so I wasn’t bothered by it. We came home and as we got in the house, he stopped me and told me that he loved me as he pulled out a box and dropped to a knee. In traditional fashion, he didn’t actually ask me those four words (the same thing happened when we started dating and when I moved it– didn’t ask, but just came to that understanding) but I was still shocked and did manage to say yes as I slipped on the ring I had picked out months ago and hadn’t seen in person until right then. So now you have it, I’m 29, engaged to a wonderful country man, and have a head full of ideas for a wedding, but really wanting to just enjoy being engaged for awhile. Exciting!
ps- My mom screamed over the phone when we called back to USA to tell my parents.