- 6 years ago
- Wedding: March 2017
My fiance and I have been together for 5 years, 3 of which have been spent “semi long distance” (FI travels for work for months at a time).
This July, I had a small gathering at my house to celebrate my birthday. Mike traveled home to be there, and spent almost the entire night hanging out with my dad (Hmm, I wonder why). Of course, I was completely oblivious to this as I was busy hosting. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
At the end of the night, Mike and I get in the car to head back to his place, and he starts asking me things like “are you tired? Did you have too much to drink? I have a letter I want to read to you for your birthday, is tonight a good night or do you want to wait until tomorrow?”
Somehow his intentions remain completely unbeknownst to me.
So we’re heading back to his place but we miss our exit. I notice and ask where we’re going. He says he wants to stop by his mom’s unnoccupied property in Plant City, FL to check on the cats and hang out outside for a few minutes (there’s no light polution in that part of town, so you can see all the stars at night.)
So at this point it’s like 2:15 am, we get to the house, get out of the car and head out to this field behind the house.
He starts looking around for this patch of even ground in the middle of the field and we both stand on it.
He takes my hand in his, and begins reading the letter he wrote me for my birthday. I’m an instant mess of tears, as he makes his way through this beautiful, heartfelt expression. He nears the end of the letter, and gets to the “I want to ask you a question” portion and I go into a full on ugly cry.
And with that, the love of my life gets on his knee with the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen in my entire life and asks me to be his wife.
It was beautiful and private and everything I’d ever dreamed it would be.