- 3 years ago
My DH had always been so open and honest since day 1, and I felt so comfortable talking with him about the most personal things…we kept taking words out of each other’s mouths, we were so similar in so many ways. There were many signs that he was The One, but the day I knew without a doubt, was during one of my favorite memories when we first started dating: We were in the car together when he sheepishly asked: “Do you want to hear something kind of cringy? I was looking through my playlists and found one full of old emo songs I used to be into. Want to hear what angsty teen me liked?” Without skipping a beat, I answered yes. He shuffled the playlist, and the first song that played happened to be one of my guilty pleasure favorites. I couldn’t help but admit: “Is it bad that I still listen to this kind of music all the time?” and suddenly all the tension in the car lifted as he smiled like an idiot and said: “ME TOO!” So we spent the rest of the afternoon driving around town listening to angsty emo music and singing together without any lick of shame.
We were both thinking we’d have to change for someone, and hide our true–perhaps somewhat cringy–selves…but the day we learned we didn’t have to hide anything was the day we knew for certain that we’re soulmates.
I’m not too familiar with “THE ring” idea…for me, the ring he gave me was “THE one”, purely because he gave it to me. I suppose since we’re so similar, he couldn’t really mess it up by giving me something I’d think is tacky, because we both have the same tastes. He did take me window shopping to get a feel for the type of style I like, but when it finally came to the proposal, he ended up giving me a ring that he picked out himself in a different style than I was originally leaning towards. I didn’t even realize I liked cathedral settings until he got me one…and it’s perfect.