Danielsgirl
I guess I'm one of the last to do this. Under normal circumstances I would be running around like a headless chicken trying to get ready for christmas and my wedding. But the weather has gone nasty so I have plenty of time to try to introduce myself.
I am 22 and was born in PNG (large island north of Australia) to my missionary parents who are still together after 24 years. My FH is 28 and grew up in south Missouri. His Dad is a baptist preacher and his parents have been married 39 years.
FH is a computer programmer now in Dallas, tx and I have been employed as a nanny and dog trainer for the last few years.
FH and I met because I've been taking care of his nieces and nephews for a LONG time and we always saw eachother at kids birthday parties, christmas plays, and the like. I've liked him for a very long time but never thought(or did) anything would actually come of it. (Little side note here...his brother's wife and I are best friends). I did happen to see him one afternoon and he asked me out but I had just found out that his brother had left his wife (and FH did't know yet) and I was not in the best state of mind to be going on a date with anyone much less The Jerks' little brother. So, I went home a cried because I thought for sure I had just dismissed the one chance at going out with the guy I'd been crazy about for years. All this happened in August and I didn't hear anything from him again until I got an email from him just a week after christmas. We started email every day until he finally called and asked me to go to dinner with him on January 22.
Since then we see each other at least 4 times a week and regularly go to Missouri to visit his folks.
Now for the proposal....
The day was October 14th and we'd just arrived at his parents house in MO the night before. It was cool outside in the evening and the sky was so clear you could see just about every star in the galaxie (his parents live WAY out in the middle of nowhere). It was a full moon and you get easily get around without a flashlight. FH said he was ready to go on a walk (which we do every night in MO) so I grabbed a small blanket for my shoulders and we headed out. We were pretty far from the house and laying on a blanket staring up at the stars when FH started talking about how much he loves me and important I am to him...and a whole lot of other "lovey-dovey" stuff. He said he had a question for me (it suddenly dawns on me he could be about to propose) so I jump, and I mean jump up. (FH and I had not talked about getting married and since we'd spend ALL our free time together I did not think he'd had any chance to even look at rings) I'm standing there waiting for I don't know what when he pulls out a ring (3/4 carat round diamond on a platinum band) and says "Sweetheart, will you marry me?" Well, I'm shocked!!! So shocked that my knees buckle and I colapse in his lap with a "yes!!". I was NOT expecting a proposal and certainly not a ring! I wouldn't have had it any other way though. In fact he did it all (in MO under the stars) just as I'd told my BF how I hoped he would do it. ( and no, noone told FH that's what I was hoping for) I love him so so so much and he is absolutely my best friend! So, we're engaged and are getting married on January 22 exactly one year since our first date!
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