May 9th is one of my favorite days. It's the day John proposed. And I have to be honest, I might like it more than our wedding day. Our wedding was a whirlwind, filled with a million emotions - and it was AMAZING and beautiful - but it was also too fast, too stressed and much of it felt like it belonged to all those we love. We kind of did that on purpose. My favorite moment from the day I think was when the sound cut out on our vows - I'm serious. Even in the moment I thought, this is kind of nice. It's our vows. And you could kind of hear them from the rows, probably not from the balcony above.... but we heard them, and we were making them to one another. They were ours. They were intimate, private, sincere... not broadcasted. I think that's a symbol of who we've become and how we've been trying to live our life out as since. Let those beside us hear, witness and share... in real life, real time. We'll call our loved ones, or send them a letter. We want to be open to those around us - see the big world and care for it - but we want to treasure the intimate, the real, the sincere.
So if the wedding day was mostly for the people we care most about in our lives - bringing them into our love story and sharing our joy with them - then the engagement day was ours. Which is slightly ironic since it was fronted and shared as a social media campaign kick-off. Every detail though, every moment and twist and turn and surprise was a direct link from John to me... and it was perfect. Amidst stress and quick on the spot adapting (remember this was a Friday work day), that day was when I realized what was in my heart - he created space for me to be present, all alone, discovering peace and longing - and then hours later gave me an offer I'll forever be grateful I accepted. Before that very day, I didn't know if I'd say yes... and I'd told him as much. He asked on May 9th in vulnerability and bravery - exactly as I'd want it truthfully. It wasn't a fake question we both knew the answer to --- and that is how it had been for us all along, real questions. Every day it seemed we were asking ourselves and each other silent questions we didn't know the answer to, and it was frightening. Plenty of them out loud too.
I was circling around in the ferris wheel alone, each turn thinking it would stop and John would step in. But he never did. After 3 rounds, I laid back and listened to the music just for a moment let's be still. I realized he really might not be behind it all. And then I realized, I wanted him to be.
May 9th was just perfect. He surprised me (a hard feat). He showed he knew me. He demonstrated he loved me. I knew the proposal was coming someday soon, and I'd wondered what I would think when I saw the ring. It may sound superficial, but when I saw it my whole head just filled with "That's my ring. And it's perfect for me." I couldn't have dreamed up anything so right for me as John.
Beau, thank you for the best Proposal.
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