- 6 years ago
- Wedding: August 2014 - Tosca Marquee
Its official! Im finally engaged! Here is my story! Im going to warn you, its a bit hefty. But there is ring porn! lol
I live in New York, so I was affected when Hurricane Sandy hit us. My birthday was on Saturday, so leading up to then, the week was just getting more and more devastating. Hearing about the lives lost, seeing the physical damage that it did to homes, all the people that had lost power…Just a very sad time.
My boyfriend had been planning a “surprise” trip for us to go on the weekend of my birthday for months in advance. Id gotten my hopes up high that this would be when he would propose. He broke the news to me two weeks before “That he wasnt able to afford it and that he is sorry but he didnt want me on the trip hoping for the ring and not getting it”. My heart seriously sunk into my stomach. All Ive wanted all this time is to finally be engaged, a trip meant honestly nothing to me. But I tried keeping my composure and staying grateful. I know it wasnt that my boyfriend was a “commitment -phobe”, but that he just couldnt afford it. I couldnt hold that against him.
What are the odds of the destination of any trip getting wiped out by a massive national diasaster? Appararently in our case, very high because turns out the trip was to Atlantic City! We both watched as Atlantic City was completely wiped out by Hurricane Sandy on the news. I felt so bad for people that had homes and business. A historical place, completely gone.
Also during the week, (freak accident unrelated to the hurricane) I found out my mothers apartment burnt down as well. She,her boyfriend, both of my sisters and niece were now left with nothing but the clothes on their back. My heart completely shattered for them and the suffering they were now enduring, but also for the fact that I felt helpless. With the hurricane and all the subways being flooded, I hadnt been to work and couldnt afford to contribute anything financially. All I could do was pray and be grateful for the fact that they all got out safely.
By the time my birthday came along, I wanted nothing to do with it. I was in such a miserable state of mind. 12:00 am struck, officially marking in Saturday November 3rd, my birthday. I sat on my couch crying with all the birthday wishes flooding my phone. My boyfriend woke up to get something to drink and I looked at hime expecting for him to say happy birthday and he stared at me blankly. “Seriously?” I asked. I couldnt believe he hadnt noticed but half of the people important to me had already given me their birthday wishes. “I didnt realize this was a race” He said coldly, completely opposite to his usual affectionate self. He headed back to our bedroom as I turned off the lights and cried.
He came back out and sat on our coffee table and asked me to sit up and please look at him, that he had something important to say. I refused, saying that he was so mean and the way he was acting was #@*$ed up. He begged me then after, so i did. He looked shakey and nervous. He told me that things had been hard lately, and that we had both been frustrated with finances. My mind got fearful, anticipating the worst. Was he going to tell me he cheated on me? He then said “I wanted this to be more special but…” his voice trailed out as he pulled the small box from his pajama pants. I instantly went hysterical, crying my butt off for at least five minutes without even looking at the ring or letting my boyfriend finished. He cried with me too while chuckling “Will you let me finish and let me propose?” I of course said yes!
Im so happy I cant explain it. Maybe my engagement wasnt glamourous, but to me it was absolutely perfect. It came at a time that was so sad and difficult and instantly healed me. I look at my ring and want to cry because it symbolizes the sacrifices made and the love he has for me. I am so lucky!