- 9 years ago
- Wedding: August 2009
I’ve been poking around and haven’t seen a thread for engagement stories, so I thought I’d start one.
My fiance did a good job with his proposal :-). Every day leading up for the week leading up to the proposal, he’d been leaving me a letter each day talking about different characteristics he loved about me: faith, hope, beauty, strength, companionship, and loyalty. My roommate was helping him, so I’d wake up and find a letter hanging from my ceiling fan with scotch tape, or taped across my bedroom door, or sitting on my dresser with a gigantic stuffed bear and sheep holding it :-). The Saturday he proposed, he took me out to breakfast and I thought for sure he was going to propose then (we’d been talking about marriage for about a month and a half and with the letters each day, I figured it would be soon)….but he didn’t :-p. I was kind of distracted all day because I thought for sure it was going to be that day.
Finally it came time for church that evening (we have a house church that meets here Saturday evenings), so I decided I must have guessed wrong and it wasn’t going to be that day after all. We went up to the attic to pray and after prayer, my other roommate pulled me aside to pray with her and another of my roommates (apparently a ploy to get me out of the attic :-P). Just as we were finishing praying, my roommate came in and told me that someone wanted to talk to me in the attic. I asked if it was my fiance and she said, "Um….no….just go upstairs and press play on the CD player." So I went upstairs. The attic was all dark except for candles and one light over one of the window seats. I found the CD player and eventually figured out how to turn it on (it took me a little while :-P).
The music had just started when I heard someone coming up the stairs. I squinted in the dark for a couple minutes and it was….my fiance’s mom! [meanwhile my fiance was hiding in the back storage area, thinking: "Wait! What’s my mom doing up here? Who let her up? She’s not supposed to be up here yet!" But of course I didn’t know that]. She gave me a hug and a cookbook (because she knew I liked books) and a card and we talked for a little bit (I turned off the CD because I didn’t want to miss it). Then she asked if my fiance was up there. "Well," I said, "I’m not sure. My roommate just told me to come up here and press play on the CD player and then you came up." Her eyes got big and she said, "Oh no! I don’t think I’m supposed to be up here yet! I’ll go back downstairs…." and she left again.
So then I went back and restarted the CD. First it was my fiance playing the song he’d written for me back when we first started dating, then he said something about how by now I should be sitting in the seat marked with my name. I looked around and was like, "Oh no! I’m not sitting in the right place!" So I found the right seat :-). Then he started talking about the letters he’d been sending me and how each of them talked about a reason why he would choose me over anyone else. Then he told me to open the door on my right and I’d find the last letter. So I did and sure enough, there it was, labeled "Love – FOREVER". I read through the letter as he read it out loud on the CD. Just as it was finishing, he came out of the back part of the attic, holding a candle and reading the second part of the letter (including 1 Corinthians 13). He sat down next to me and I honestly don’t remember what he said after that :-P, except that it eventually came to him pulling out a ring (a claddaugh ring, which is the traditional Irish engagement ring, symbolizing friendship, love, and loyalty, and is the engagement right I’ve dreamed up since I was like 12; I’d talked to some of the girls about it before and they apparently passed on the message :-D), getting down on one knee, and asking, "Will you marry me?" And me answering: "Of course!"
When we went downstairs afterwards, not only was his mom there, but so was most of my immediate family. Apparently he’d originally planned on asking me right during the church service with everyone there (it’s more informal, so it would have been okay). But a few weeks before hand he asked me if I’d prefer a public or private proposal, and I said "definitely private" so he had to revise his plans a bit :-D.
So what’s your story? How’d he propose to you?