- 7 years ago
- Wedding: August 2013
I’ve been on WB about a month now, but I’ve only just discovered this board, so I thought I’d do well to share!
I met Matt 5 years ago throuh a mutual friend. He’s courageous, loving, romantic, funny, supportive..who needs looks and money? Matt does anything and everything with me, he can even be a bit of a gentleman, like giving me his coat when it rains, walking me to and from the bus stop- even buying me bunches of 12 red roses!
Matt and me were good friends for 2 years. Silly really, neither realised how the other felt. We’d hang out, go to the cinema, talk about everything, and text all the time when we weren’t together. Matt just..knew me, the way nobody else did!
On January 3rd 2008 Matt asked me out, our relationship for the first 10 months was perfect, it was bliss. We weren’t shy about anyone seeing us holding hands, we made sure all our friends knew, even if they told us a thousand times over to get together before and we’d denied it! We went on holiday twice together to Cornwall. The second time I gave Matt a promise ring on the cliffs at sundown. it wasn’t an official engagment, just a promise that I was his to keep.
3rd February 2010 Matt invited me to our favourite curry restaurant. I didn’t mind, it was sort of a novel idea as it was 25 months after we first started dating but I was happy to go with the flow- it would cost a bit though so I put on a nice black dress and made a bit of an effort. My Mum gave me a lift to the restaurant and Matt was waiting for me. Now..Matt doesn’t normally do dress up for meals out, Matt’s your jeans and hoodie kinda guy. Tonight he was wearing jeans, my favourite pinstripe shirt, clean shave, gelled hair and polished boots. That was enough to make me suspect something, he was also very quiet..
I kept asking him through the night if he was ok, he seemed a bit distant..
“I’m fine” he’d tell me over and over. We enjoyed poppadoms with chutney, chicken korma and lamb rogan josh, all washed down with a few drinks. A waiter then brings you a warm flannel and a slice of orange. Upon request, they then bring you an after dinner mint for each guest and the bill. Matt paid it off on his card and asked me if I wanted to leave. A waiter also gives women a single red rose upon thier departure, you can’t actually escape this tradition, I’ve tried- it does feel awkward taking a rose from a stranger!
Matt asked me if I fancied a walk in the park under the stars. It wasn’t warm, it wasn’t cold. I wasn’t sure, but Matt only reminded me we’d have to sit with his Dad if we went back to the flat. So I agreed. The path into the park rolls over a steep slope which Matt helped me tip-toe down, not easy in high heels! He then gave me a firm, but not forceful, pull on the arm..
“Come here, I’ve got something to ask you” he whispered.
My heart started beating.
“Helen Louise..” he said as he knelt to the ground and pulled out a box.
I didn’t wait for him to say anything else, I’d already somehow squeaked a yes over the knot in my stomach. I vaguely remember making Matt put the ring on my finger properly! We then walked back through the park, talking very excitedly about rings and weddings and everything a newly engaged couple would! We brought a bottle of Martini Asti which Matt let me uncork in the flat, first try at that. Here’s where Calamity Jane finalised an otherwise very romantic night..
I removed the foil and slowly wiggled the cork, I placed a towel over it to protect the light in the kitchen. When the cork gave, it clipped my fingernail, tearing about 3mm from the tip of the nail. my finger then started throbbing and bleeding!
Matt and I have an outdoor ceremony in August 2013 in England.