Let me tell you the story.
Drew and I worked a wedding at Starlight on Saturday.... pretty much ALL day long! I had to do the photography and ended up playing weddnig coordinator as well after Neeley came down with a bad virus. So needless to say my plans for Sunday were to sleep. I was exhausted and had been fighting with a cold for the better part of 3 days. I made it very clear to Drew that I was sleeping in and did not want to be disturbed Sunday morning. As it turns out my ability to sleep in these days has passed on and I woke up at 8:46 am. Unusually early for me! I walked down the hall to find Neeley, who had spent the past week in bed with bad virus, sitting up in actual pants. She told me she was feeling good enough to go get some coffee at Starbucks with Lane. I let Cooper out of the house and made myself of cup of coffee and sat down on the couch to take in the early morning with some bravo tv. Neeley and Lane left and I decided I wanted some breakfast so I called Drew to bring me some eggs. He showed up 15 minutes later looking very nice in some jeans he never wears, boots, and a navy blue polo.
We started cooking breakfast together in my teeny tiny kitchen. I wanted these cornflake egg muffins Ryan taught me to make when we were in elementary school but Drew wanted real bacon and eggs. I convinced him I could make both easily for each of us. As we were talking about something I reached in the microwave to pull out a bowl of melted butter and burned three fingers on my right hand. I mean burned them bad!!! I ran cold water over them but could already see blisters coming up. I might have pouted just a little. Drew was about to leave to get some burn cream when I found some in a 100 year old first aid kit. I smeared ointment all over my right hand and tried to continue cooking with my left. Drew asked if I wanted to go watch the game at Buffalo Wildwings for lunch and the thought of getting dressed to go for lunch, especially there was not at all appealing. I told him I was completely content to sit home with my head cold, burnt fingers, and sweats. Bless him! That would be the moment his magical proposal plan was shot to the wind!!
I was turned with my head in the fridge when Drew said "maybe this will help your finger."
I dazily turned to find the man I love holding out a BEAUTIFUL diamond ring out towards me. I was shocked, bewildered, shocked!!!! I exlaimed to him " WHAT IS THAT?" "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
He calmly bent down one one knee and told me how much he loved me and how much he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. I couldn't believe what was happening! I was standing in the middle of my tiny kitchen, in my sweatpants and flip flops, burn cream all over my right hand and my two day old mascara and he was proposing to me! I said YES, OF COURSE through weepy tears of Joy to which he handed me the ring box. I stared at the sparkly diamonds and told him how much I loved this ring he had picked out and handed the box back to him. He thought I was handing it back because I didn't want it to which I reminded him of my creamed up right hand and he placed it on my ring finger.
There are moments in this life you dream of, over analyze, talk about, and think of constantly... this moment had become that for me, I had a feeling that it was coming but this quiet moment between us in the kitchen doing what we love to do together far surpassed my expectations. His raw emotion and nervousness were captivating to me. We both had tears of Joy as we realized we would spend all of our time on earth together!
I immediately called my Mom and Nana, who were at church. Drew had taken Mom out on Friday night after working at Starlight to ask for her permission to marry me. He showed her the ring and made her pinky promise to keep it a secret from everyone until he was able to propose. Lane picked Neeley up Sunday morning for coffee and to tell her that Drew was going to propose that day which explained her hasty exit from the house. After I called my brothers I called Neeley to which she immediately came home and we cried together about it! Everyone I talked to on Sunday morning wasn't sure I was happy about the engagement, between my hoarse voice and sobs of joy, I was hard to understand.
The hardest call I made on Sunday was to Christie, my Dad's widow. Knowing that I had dreamt about this day for so long and did not have the opportunity to call my Dad and hear his excitement was more than I could bear. I clumsily told her of our news to which she told me how proud my Dad would be of my choice. Needless to say it was a short conversation that ended with alot of emotion.
I was instantly taken back to the Thanksgiving, a month after Drew and I began dating. I took him home to meet the family but mostly to meet Grandy. Grandy talked to Drew and asked him questions about his life and who he was but while I was sitting in the quiet with him, just the two of us, he told me how glad he was to get to meet my fiance'. I feel like he knew long before I did that I was going to marry Drew and that was him giving me his blessing!
I am so overjoyed with the happiness I feel in this relationship and engagement. I am so thankful for the gift of Drew in my life and the rock he is for me and am so grateful he would ask me to spend the rest of his life with him! I am one lucky girl!!
Time to start the planning!!!!!
