It’s been QUITE a weekend guys. Yes, it is Tuesday, but I’m sitting at a bar in Midway Airport drinking wine because my flight is delayed so technically the weekend lives on.
I had planned to write a much different post about everything that happened this weekend, but I have a feeling it would be for naught right now.
Due to the wonderful awkwardness of social media, you probably all know that I got engaged yesterday.
Who wouldn’t want to marry this? Come on.
But seriously. It happened and I’m ecstatic. I have known from the minute I met Tom that he was the kind of guy you are lucky to meet. I fell for him a lot faster than I was willing to admit.
There are a lot of nice/romantic/gag-inducing things that I could say about why he’s so wonderful, but the bottom line is that he’s a guy that loves me for exactly who I am, who has never made me feel bad about myself, and who accepts every part of of me without question.
If there’s a better reason to say yes to a proposal than that, I’d like to hear it.
I like to think he’s getting a pretty good deal out of marrying me as well.
As for the proposal story, I’ll keep it brief and shoot it straight.
But first, a little recap of the other amazing things I did while visiting the great state of Oklahoma.
The Oklahoma City Myriad Gardens, with a sneak peak of our new SKYSCRAPER. OKC is moving on up guys. It’s changed so much since I left.
We got to spend a lot of time with my amazing grandparents. Of course, that was bittersweet, but it was so, so good to see them. They actually seemed to be in pretty good spirits, and we had a lot of fun, despite everything that’s been going on. I’ll probably do a more in depth post about all that later on this week or next.
We took a trip to Norman to see my friend whose father passed away. What she is going through breaks my heart in a way I’ve never experienced before. She is one of those people who is always taking care of everyone around her, is always strong, and who puts everyone else before herself. She truly has a heart of gold, and she just does not deserve the heartache of losing her dad, let alone the responsibility of picking up all the pieces. We were able to visit with her for over an hour, but I still felt and feel helpless. To be able to take away her pain would be my number one wish in life right now.
It was with a heavy heart that we decided to take a tour of my college campus. And Tom, being the surprising, thoughtful person that he always is, took advantage of that opportunity to propose.
He suggested that we try to get into the football stadium. You know, because my Sooner fanaticism is like full on psychotic.
We walked around for awhile, and eventually found a gate that was open. We went in, and then… he just did it. He said a lot of beautiful things that are both too personal to share and also somewhat forgotten because I was so in shock that he was proposing.
It wasn’t really THAT much of a surprise, because we’ve been talking about marriage for a couple of months now. We knew that marriage was probably the path we were going to take before we decided to move in together. It was just a matter of time.
I just didn’t know the time was going to be right then! I didn’t know he’d gotten the ring and had been carrying it around with him the entire weekend.
I was speechless. Aside from saying yes.
I didn’t even say “holy shit”, even though I think that’s exactly what was going through my mind.
The bottom line is that I’m happy. Ecstatic. Engaged!
I’ll probably write another post about the engagement with all the wordy words I’m prone to about our plans, how my crazy is dealing with everything (you know you’ve wondered about that) and anything else that’s pertinent but then I hope to resume blog business as usual. This won’t turn into a wedding blog. Promise!