escarlett55: Mine is so romantic and so very ME. Fiance nailed it.
One of my earliest memories of my mom is when she would take me to the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, here in Boston. It’s a beautiful museum, with this stunning glass-ceilinged open court yard with greenery and sculptures. The museum is three floors, all of which open up to look down on the courtyard in the center. It houses priceless art, tapestries, sculptures, tiling, furniture, writing, correspondence, etc. that span human history. It is easily the most beautiful building in Boston. My mom has passed, but this place has always held a special place in my heart.
Fiance remembered me telling him that once a long time ago. He planned a date day, the Winter Solstice and the Saturday before Christmas. I couldn’t understand why he would plan an entire day with me when we both had so much shopping to finish.
When we got to the museum, he was acting a little strange, but I didn’t really pay attention. I was enamoured with the art. Finally, when we came out in front of the court yard, he kissed me and said he loved me. Normally when he said this, I would tease, “yeah, prove it.” This time when I said that, he dropped to one knee. I saw a flash of blue (my beautiful custom sapphire) and heard him say, “Will you marry me?”
I was stunned. He actually had to ask me twice, because even though in my head I screaming yes, I was speachless. When he slipped the ring on and kissed me, the entire museum erupted in applause and cheering. People had stopped and watched from all three stories. It was such a beautiful moment, in a beautiful building, with such love. It’s been over 6 months and I still catch myself smiling, sometimes even laughing, when I think of it.