I was hell-bent on having a nice family picture of me, Seamus, and Koby. I enlisted the help of my mom's friend, the Great Jody, to meet us at Wadsworth one evening in October (the 23rd, to be exact) to help us check this task off the list. Seamus and I got there early to scope out the terriroty. While near the waterfalls, he asked me to climb out this small rock that was projecting over the water. It was precarious at best. We moved over to the other side of the park for the first set of pictures. Everything was going well, Koby was behaving, the scenery was beautiful, I was actually having a good hair day, and the sun wasn't going to set for a while.
Round 1 of the photoshoot was done so we decided to go over to the waterfall side of the park for Round 2. Seamus and I climbed back out to the precarious little rock over the water. Smiling, smiling, laughing, smiling. I'm off in my own little happy world. Next thing I know, I'm being pushed over and I am very concerned about being 6 inches from the water. Then I look over and am very concerned as to why Seamus has to tie his shoes NOW of all times. But then I realize he's pulling a ring box out of his pocket. Lo and behold, he was moving me over so he'd have room to kneel down and propose!!!I accepted without a moment of hesitation. We kissed, we hugged, I screamed once I had a chance to see how beautiful my ring is, and we immediately started calling our parents.
All in all, I couldn't have asked for a more perfect proposal.
Best wishes (and best of luck!) in planning your special day.
ReplyDeleteLove, Aunt Rosemary