- 7 years ago
- Wedding: October 2015
So, on Friday, my amazing, wonderful, future husband got down on one knee and presented me with the ring his father used to propose to his mother. It’s beautiful and absolutely everything I could want in an engagement ring. Here’s the problem: I proposed to him on Halloween. I planned and put together this incredible proposal, cost me roughly $1000 total. Now I feel awful because I can’t help but compare mine to his, where he payed nothing. We celebrated Valentine’s Day on Friday. He made “chicken” parmesian (vegetarian and delicious), then I surprised him by taking him to the local glass blowing studio for their Valentine’s Day event. When we got home, he said he’d been waiting all night for the right time and proposed in his room.
I guess I’m just disappointed. Everyone imagines what their proposal will be like and if I hadn’t proposed to him, I wouldn’t be comparing the two. I’d be overjoyed like any newly engaged person. I just wish he’d been more creative with it. I don’t need a spectacle, but it would’ve been nice for him to have surprised me with an awesome date night centered around what I like. I know we’re already engaged, so he might not’ve thought making an event of it was necessary, but I was just expecting more, something more about me, which is selfish, I know. I feel awful and ungrateful and just like a complete bitch. I just always put a lot into the things I get for him and do for him and, while I know gifts and the like aren’t his strong suit, I thought for something like this he’d at least do something.
Already a few people have said things like, “Now that he’s proposed, it’s official!” and all I can think is that mine was first and it was better, it should be the official one, but people are always going to ask how he did it and I’d say that I planned a fantastic Valentine’s Day after which he asked me to marry him. Or, “Well, actually, I proposed to him and I did this and that and bought him a ring and cooked him his favorite food. He gave me my ring for Valentine’s Day after this great date I put together.”
I just feel bad. I know in the long run, it won’t matter, but right now, I feel like the worst fiancee on the face of the planet. He’s such a great guy and I couldn’t be happier to spend the rest of my life with him. Like I said, I love the ring. It’s beautiful and I love that it was his mom’s and that she let him give it to me when she could’ve saved it for her daughter. The presentation shouldn’t mean as much, especially as a secondary proposal, I’m just disappointed.
I just needed to vent, but if anyone has any advice on how to deal, I’d appreciate it.