Well, he proposed during the 4th year of our relationship. We were in a LD relationship until I moved to his state where I found a job. We had been talking about getting engaged for a year and he had told me that 2009 would not go by without me becoming his fiancee. I said I would believe it only after the ring was actually on my finger.
Three months after I moved, there was still no ring and I was starting to get skeptical about the whole thing.
I didn't say much but was ready for the worst, i.e. nothing happening anytime soon.
Turns out he had the ring in his possession months before I moved closer to him. :reddancer:
The whole thing happened on Thanksgiving day, my favorite holiday of the year.
We went to his family's house where everybody came and they were all staring at me. I asked him if something was wrong with me but he said that I looked fine...the staring just continued.
Finally time for the prayer came and this time (which is unusual) he offered to do it. He started it like a "normal" prayer, then turned to me and said "we are welcoming a new member into the family". Believe it or not, I still did not know what was awaiting me.
I thought he said that because I had just moved and he was talking about me being part of the family as a welcoming gesture...still no clue. :scratchch
I didn't know what was going on until he reached into his jacket's pocket.
I just broke down into tears and didn't even hear him say the words "will you marry me?".
I was bawling nonstop for five minutes and everybody kept asking me if I was ok.
DarkAngell You were not the only one crying like a hot mess.
Needless to say that I didn't look precious...
Those were the best tears of joys I have ever cried in my whole life.
It still brings tears to my eyes as I am typing this.