My control freak and ever ready planning tendencies almost ruined another milestone blessing in my life when I sensed that my then boyfriend was getting ready to pop the question:
He proposed to me after only six months at the suggestion of my grandmother at my family reunion in Florida. He involved my entire family in the process and had them record the entire process from different angles.
That morning I heard on the news that statistics say that the majority of couples get engaged in December, so I made sure to paint a fresh coat of nail polish and look my best at all times. My four siblings and I snooped as he asked my parents for my hand in marriage days earlier by the pool and I caught him whispering with family members all through out the week.
On Christmas Eve he and my grandmother accompanied me to BJ's Wholesale to buy the ingredients for that night's celebration. As always I was stressing and a bit overwhelmed. He accompanied my grandmother in the jewelry section while I raced up and down the 50 aisles. At one moment when I went to check up on them he called me over to look at some rings. Alarm bells went off and I made it clear that I didn't want to know what my ring might look like or know when the moment would come. He countered that he just wanted to see my taste and my grandmother literally began to pinch my ribs several times enticing me to select one. To add a little holiday humor to the mix, the sales person could have passed off as Mrs. Kringle twinkly humor and all. She would make several comments on how she never had seen a girl resist a ring from a boy so much in her life. I was blocked but allowed my man to guide me through it and settled on a unique bridge ring that was WAY more elaborate than I had planned yet still had the elegant antique feel that I've always desired.
Knowing me well and wanting to out whit me, he proposed two hours before he was to hop on a plane back home in Miami (one hour away from where I lived)! He said that he was going to run a last minute errand with my father before the flight. The doorbell rang and my sisters informed me that there was a package for me in my room upstairs. Once in the room the door was closed behind me and I saw an envelope with his handwriting on the outside. It had a symbol of a rose on the outside and the card told me to count to 30 remembering our roller-coaster of a relationship. Of corse I couldn't wait and rushed out the door to find that a path of rose petals had magically appeared!!!
I followed the beautiful path and even caught a glimpse of my brother scattering them outside towards the canal in the back of my house! The path lead me to an inflatable boat that he and I had searched five stores for, I believing that I was meant for his cousin! Inside the boat I recovered another envelope with a tiny boat drawn on it. The card said some beautiful things and that I was to row to my destiny.
That was NOT going to happen!!!! First, it was illegal to go into that canal. Second, the canal was four feet steep from the ledge, and last, it was freezing!!! So I hoped into my Prius with my youngest sister recording the entire time and drove around till I saw my other sisters car in front of the communities park.
There was a giant Fedex (his nick name) box in front of the lake's fountain. As I approached he popped out startling me!!! He handed me a bouquet of roses and red present. Inside the present was another envelope with a ring drawn on the outside. Inside, his love letter recapped our story and in the end asked for me to say the words he longed to hear. He then dropped to one knee and asked for me to marry him. I just kept on laughing and finally said YES!
We then picked up his luggages and drove to Miami and had emotional parting straight out of a movie!
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