- 6 years ago
- Wedding: December 2017
I just back from Vegas, and I’m engaged!!!!
Before I share, I have to confess… I’ve been lurking on this board for months. Reading the posts in “waiting” helped me keep my sanity. My fiancé and I had been dating for 3 years and for the past 6 months, I was getting antsy for the proposal to come, and it was a relief that I wasn’t the only woman out there anxious/excited for the proposal… So thank you all for the mental support 🙂
Now to the story 🙂
My hunny and I dated long distance (me in NY, him in MD) for about 1.5 years. He was in the military so I understood that being with him would mean tons of moving. When the possibility of him having to move bases came around, I gave up the city life and decided I would follow him where ever he went. I knew I wanted to marry this man. Never a doubt in my mind.
At this point, we both knew that we would be married someday, but the question was, “when?”.
Fast forward another year… He got a civilian job so there was no possibility of us having to move and we were settled into our new home… His friends started to tell me “it’s happening soon” and the more and more they talked about it, the more disaspointed I’d get when the proposal didn’t happen (Hence my Bee lurking lol)
Then, one night, in bed, he confessed that he’d been looking at rings but he wanted me to have exactly what I wanted. He wanted me to choose the ring, then he’d give me a proper proposal. holy cow! I was freaking out.
I knew it would happen in Vegas in two weeks (previously planned trip), so I’m sure you can imagine how anxious I was.
It was prefect. He asked in front of the Paris Hotel and I couldn’t be happier.
Some people say that knowing when the proposal would happen takes the magic away, but I still cried like a baby. I get to marry the love of my life, and I got to choose my own ring. Am I winning or what?!?