he finally did it.
finally bit the bullet.
we hiked (to the top of a mountain!) where he proposed.
on this day, we met. seven years ago.
not being big on anniversaries, i didn't give it another thought, like most years.
but this day, this seventh year, was different.
we sat at the top and watched the planes take off from the airport. caught the sun rays.
we had started talking about my birthday present. i, of course, was rambling off about my favorite subject: me.
and he said, "i already got you a present."
pulled out the ring.
beautiful.
i was stunned. taken aback. and speechless.
it was the perfect day. the perfect way. and perfectly us.
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3 comments:
Ahh! Congrats!
Lucky no. 7!
So so so happy for you!
Huge congratulations, toots!
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