The Story

here is the story behind Mark’s proposal, since so many people have asked me how it happened…

actually, it’s sort of a long story…one thing is for sure; if we ever have kids and grandkids, we definitely have an interesting story to tell:

i have to preface by saying that over the past four years when people have asked why we haven’t gotten married, we’ve always said that we don’t need a piece of paper to acknowledge our love and to “prove” that we’re together. i’ve been divorced and Mark can be rather anti-establishment. since we’re SO together, it hasn’t really been an issue. and neither of us ascribe to any religions that “require” marriage.

however, as our relationship has progressed, things have come up that have made me realize that from a legal standpoint, being a married couple has certain advantages.

and of course, after 4 years together it just started to seem like the natural progression in our relationship…

but, since i knew that he wasn’t really big on the concept of marriage, i just accepted that it probably would never happen. we’ve joked about it in the past, in the “if we were to ever get married” sense.

however, throughout the past year, he’s made little comments here and there that seemed as though he might be thinking about it. i never pushed the issue, because if it happened, i wanted it to be something he wanted, not something he’d be doing for me against his wishes.

well…a couple weeks ago, in fact it was the second day of my vacation, i had a nervous breakdown. we had been out shopping together, and at Bed Bath and Beyond we saw something we liked, and Mark made a comment that “we should register here…” and then a couple seconds later, he said “and then cancel the wedding”. that set me off. i said “why bother cancelling it?” i tried to joke it off, but it kind of upset me. i knew (or so i thought) that he wasn’t into the idea of marriage, but that didn’t mean he had to be so flippant about it.

i didn’t speak to him for about a day and a half.

finally, i broke down, cried for a few hours, and then spilled all my feelings about how even though i used to feel that we didn’t “NEED” to be married, it has sort of become something i would like, but i had accepted that he was “against” it so i just tried to not let it bother me… but that when he made those jokes, it made me feel like he would only want to marry me to get gifts.. there was alot more that i said, but there’s no need to get into it. basically, i just let him know all the feelings i’d been having and how i can’t help but WANT to be his wife, even if i don’t NEED to be.

then, he confessed.

he’d already been planning to propose on our anniversary (December 29th)… he’d “retracted” the statement about the registering at BB&B because he thought i’d figure out what he had planned.

so, after he confessed (and threw in alot of other mushy-gushy stuff about what made him change his mind about marriage and decide it was time), i REALLY lost it… my little outburst had ruined the surprise.

after assuring me that it was okay, he said, “so…can I still ask you?”

DUH!

but…he said i still had to wait till our anniversary, because this wasn’t how he wanted to propose…

well… two days before our anniversary was when he had the kidney stone attack and we spent all night in the ER. it was kind of cute, though, when he was doing the intake paperwork and listed me as the emergency contact…the desk girl asked what my relationship to him was… we looked at each other, laughed, and he said “almost fiance?” LOL

anyway… so the night of our anniversary was uneventful. he still wasn’t feeling well. 11:30 pm rolled around and he still hadn’t even mentioned anything, and i started to assume he’d decided to wait until he was feeling better…

we were laying in bed when he apologized for not taking me out to dinner. he said that his plans were ruined by the kidney stone… he also said he tried to come up with something witty or romantic to say, some special way to propose… but he couldn’t… so he just asked me, “will you marry me?”

of COURSE i said yes! (i think i might have added in “it’s about damn time!”)

so… it wasn’t by any means an average romance & fairy tale proposal, but it sure as hell is unique, and i wouldn’t have it any other way…

 

 

 

miranda