- 5 years ago
I’ve been dating my boyfriend R for over four years, and we’ve been best friends for about 10. We’re in our late twenties, and I know that he’s the one. I’m so happy to have found him, and so lucky to be sharing my life with him, but I’ll admit that I’ve been struggling a little bit with the wait. My friends and family are all wondering what could be delaying him, which is painfully apparent as many of my younger friends and relatives have been getting engaged steadily throughout the years.
Back in January, my parents came to visit, and he asked my father for his permission to marry me, which was very sweet of him — he knows how important it is to me (and to my very traditional Greek father). As I mentioned, we’re best friends, and every time something exciting happens, I want to share it with him. He’s the same, so he told me after he spoke to parents! They told me too, so from early on I was much too involved in the whole situation, although touched that everybody was so happy and excited to share the secret with me.
R has also known what kind of engagement ring I’d like best for the longest time, and I regularly show him my pinterest boards and tag him in things on instagram. I did it before we started dating, so I’m not worried about scaring him. In fact, when I stopped for awhile for that very reason, he was worried that I had, and happy when I showed him a new picture a few days later.
Around the time of our 4th anniversary in March, he accidentally left our iMac open to a screen that showed he had ordered the exact ring that I had been dreaming about. A few weeks later, he came home beaming from ear to ear, gave me a big kiss and stashed a package in a closet. The closet I’m stting a few feet in front of right this very moment, as it happens.
I promised I wouldn’t look, and I won’t, but it is so difficult to be so on edge! I don’t want to force him into proposing prematurely, but it’s so hard to keep calm when he casually suggests going for a walk. It’s a good thing he doesn’t generally wear shoes with laces, or I’d absolutely faint if he ever got down to tie his shoe.
So I’ve known about the proposal since January, and the ring has been in our apartment since March. I suppose this is more of a vent than anything else, because I don’t know of any other solution than to be patient and grateful, but it’s so hard to know that the ring is sitting there, and every time I hear of a proposal, I can’t help but wonder why he is waiting – and worry that he’s going to be the perfectionist that he is and wait until the perfect moment years from now!!
The thing that bothers me the most is that I’m dating the man of my dreams, whom I know bought the ring of my dreams, and asked my parents like I hope he would, but the act of having to wait for the proposal as the months go on is making me sad and a just little bit anxious. I recognize that I shouldn’t feel this way at all – I have everything to be happy about! – but this wait has moved me to tears on many occasions. Waiting bees – how are you coping?