- 8 years ago
- Wedding: November 2011
After seven beautiful, painful, educational, and altogether wonderful, years, my boyfriend proposed! We met in law school in moot court. Our school had set us up to argue against each other in open court. I remembered seeing him a few times before in the hallway, and I was definitely smitten by his bravado, and how he came up to me confidently and stuck out his hand, “Hi. I’m Charlie,” he said. I took his hand and never let go.
Fast forward seven years later. We’re living together and have a gorgeous cat named Trixie. We’d had a very long week so far at work, and our social calendar was booked to the gills. Sunday morning, I wanted to sleep in, but Charlie took me to a place called Charlie’s Tree in Palos Verdes, under the guise of taking pictures after a rainfall. It was the very first place he took me in his hometown of Palos Verdes.
It was still sprinkling a little, and I can remember watching the waves down below as Charlie snapped some pictures. I noticed that there were red rose petals on the ground where the cliff was most jutted.
A couple came up to our little secluded hideaway and took a photo of Charlie next to his tree. She came up to us and gave us this photo:
I gave him a hug and noticed his heart was beating really fast. I didn’t take any note of it since I was tired, and then all of a sudden, he says, “I wanted to ask you something.” He simultaneously pulls out a ring and gets down on one knee (I couldn’t believe my luck – in fact, I couldn’t believe anything at that moment) and he said, “Will you marry me?”
Of course, I SAID YES!!
Here is my 1.01 carat cushion-cut diamond e-ring.
I still can’t get enough of it 🙂
All I’ve ever wanted was to feel truly loved. Suddenly, all my fear and doubt subsided and I believed, deep down, that I was no longer alone in my life.
I never planned ahead and thought about the wedding. Just thinking of all those people watching you, looking at your clothes, eating your food, judging your venue, makes me scared to no end! I hope I am not the only bride-to-be freaked out by the prospect of being a bride. There’s so much expense, and so much to do. I feel like I’m going to talk myself beyond perfection so that the day loses meaning. I want my day to be just like his proposal: perfect…except we do it together.
So, I need a group of girls to hold my hand through this, and not judge. I promise I will do the same!