- 5 years ago
- Wedding: October 2015
I was so excited to get in there, I missed telling y’all my story. I know it’s a bit late, but seeing all the newly engaged posts made me want to post my own.
I met Fiance 6 years ago in the cafeteria of our high school. I asked him out and we dated for a couple months, but I really wasn’t emotionally ready for a relationship. After graduating high school, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I was hesitant but, he was so confident that it would work, I couldn’t say no. Along the road we hit bumps and snags, but always pulled through. 2 years in, I started playing the waiting game. I wanted to marry him, but he had to propose and I needed this, that, and the other. We called it quits temporarily because of problems with communication and following through on promises. The time apart allowed us to figure out who we were as individuals and made us stronger than before.
I could see how hard he was working to be a better boyfriend than he was before, but it really hit me when I went home for my birthday. Before, he would rarely come over to my house and hang out with my family. In just one weekend, he went over multiple times. It may seem small, but it spoke volumes to me. On the way back to school, it hit me that I didn’t care if I got a shiny ring or if he got down on one knee or asked my parents or anything. I just knew that we had to make us an actual thing. It needed to be done and I didn’t care who did. We’d talked about marriage before and I knew a proposal wasn’t on its way, so I went out, did some research, and I find a tungsten puzzle ring. It’s 2 interlocking pieces, one polished, the other brushed. It was just perfect for us. He could wear one half and I’d wear the other until I got my own ring. I had each half engraved, his says “WIS +10” and mine says “CON +10” (RPG reference).
He has a thing for awkward animals, so I decided to get him one as well, a devon rex kitten. Once the ring arrived, I just had to wait for the right time, a couple days later on Halloween. I’d had this great plan, he’d be gone at class and I’d come in and make dinner, set up a picnic on the balcony, we’d wear the same costumes we wore for our first Halloween and I’d propose and it would be fantastic. Life never works out like you want.
Instead, he goes to his lab early and tells me, while I’m buying stuff to make dinner, that he’ll be done in 15 minutes because it’s super easy work that day. So I grab faster, less-from-scratch ingredients and head to his place hoping to beat him. I don’t. I send him a text quarantining him to his room while I get everything “ready.” I then realize that I can’t keep him there for an hour while I cook with a kitten on the loose. So, I grab the ring and the cat and go to his room with them behind my back. He’s sitting on the floor, hugs my knees and starts exchanging pleasantries. The kitten’s starting to fidget, so I rush into an improvised speech about how much he means to me when the kitten gets loose and climbs up on my shoulder in clear view. He goes wide eyed as I get down on one knee because there was no more time for flowery speeches and asked him to marry me, to which he said yes.
THEN, we changed into costumes and I made dinner and then we all went bowling.
Here’s he and I and the kitten, Stormageddon Dark Lord of All
And this is the ring:
He currently wears it on a chain around his neck as it’s too big for his finger. I’m still waiting on my permantent ring. He says he’s got a plan, I just have to be patient. I’m really bad at being patient.