I had initially started this blog as a way for me to keep all the details and recommendations for my trips in one place. Since I’m not a souvenir collector and tend to just stockpile hundreds (re: thousands) of pictures on my phone, I wanted a way to record my memories in usable form. Instead of friends and family asking for my Paris google docs and the name of that one restaurant in the corner alley of Madrid, I now have an exact record of all the whos, whats, whens, wheres, and hows. Even more so, I can relive the moments over and over again that often times seem to escape me. Now I have a permanent account of that one deliciously buttery crescent in Bayeux, or the goofy witch signs through Bergen which otherwise not make the cut in my mental keepsakes.
So it only makes sense that I keep a detailed narrative of all the adventures I keep so close to my heart, whether they include a plane ride or not. Our newest endeavor is certainly my favorite yet, and we’re so excited to announce our engagement. Although we’ve been living together for over a year and we occasionally might feel more old-time-married couple than spunky-teenage-love birds, there’s such an awesome feeling knowing the commitment we’re making for the rest of our lives. (Ya hear that dear? FOREVER). And plus, this pretty sparkly thing on my finger makes me smile a million times a day.
After a challenging morning and stressful work day on Monday, October 9th, I was able to sneak out early to get home in time for a serious nap. Due to some morning craziness, Dan picked me up from work and indulged in all my complaints from my day. Obviously, I’m regretting my debbie-downer attitude, but hey, life, amiright? Little did I know our entire townhome was covered in a layer of roses and rose petals. He kept up a good front, even when I entered the house and just kept repeating, what is going on? What are you doing? To be totally honest, Dan has done some wonderfully elaborate displays of affection before so this wasn’t totally out of the ordinary.
Yet, I knew something felt different this time. After wandering upstairs to another decadent display of roses, he got down on his knee and asked to spend the rest of our lives together. I’ll blame it on the extreme shock and the fit of giggles I couldn’t get over, but I’m *pretty sure* I said yes. However, I’ve been known to get overly excited and forget what I’m supposed to be doing.
We spent the rest of the day relishing in our new adventure, sharing news with family and, obviously, drinking champagne and watching This Is Us. Quite honestly, we spend so much of our time caught up in the midst of some excursion, whether it be climbing mountains, whitewater rafting, or attempting to learn a new language as we step off a plane, that this incredible moment in the quiet time between was more than I could have ever imagined.
As for the ring, Dan found this 100% on his own. While I may have slipped in a word or two of ring style I liked, he never asked for much which made it even more of a surprise. He somehow found the perfect balance of sparkly new and vintage detail, although I’m sure that’s not how he would describe it. Simply it’s better than everything on my Pinterest board combined. It’s amazing how often I find myself staring at it. I’ve even found my students running their fingers over it saying how sparkly it is. You got that right, kiddos.
In a tiny home filled with the pieces we’ve put together for our life, there’s no better place to begin onto the next part of this journey, as one.
Dan: No take backs.