A coworker got engaged this past weekend. Her boyfriend took her out to a park on the water one of the most gorgeous days of the year. He started telling her how much he has loved her since they first met, then got down on one knee and proposed.
Apparantly, he set up a secret dinner with her mother last week. He drove to her home and picked her up. He asked her permission over dinner and a two-hour conversation.
Her father passed away a few years ago. He told her that, in planning this, he knew he wanted to propose outdoors. In some way, her father could be there, watching.
I was SOBBING in her office as she told the story. Not a pretty thing to do at work, but I couldn't help myself. I'm such a sap. It's weird how you can be so drawn in to someone else's happiness.
I love Love.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
The Ring Was Nice, Too
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2 comments:
What a sweet story. I love proposal stories :)
Oh man, I am tearing up just reading that story. So, so sweet.
And Castle Island? Awww...
it's so nice to know that there really are honest-to-goodness Good Guys out there. Almost gives me hope, heh.
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