People have asked me whether or not I was surprised by the proposal…and the answer is yes and no.
We had talked about being married quite often, but in the vague future “at some point in life” kind of way. I knew it would happen eventually, so I was never very stressed about the timing. Also, I had several good friends get engaged and married within months of each other, and for the most part, I felt so involved in their nuptials that the possibility of my own wasn’t necessarily something I was actively wishing for. No offense to Wolfman or anything.
Us enjoying MOH Gray Wolf’s wedding (image via Kristen Gardner)
Then, when all those weddings wound down, I did think of it it a little more. I think it was a mixture of no longer having a wedding to talk about, and also seeing those friends in their marriages. There was something about that relationship status that was comforting, and I felt more and more that I was ready and the timing was right. I sensed a shift in Wolfman’s mindset too…and paired with a few more hints about rings and that vague future we kept referencing, it felt imminent.
So, I wasn’t surprised by the proposal in general…but I was surprised at the moment. To set the scene, Wolfman’s parents were visiting us over a long weekend, and we were getting ready to head to our favorite restaurant. We were in our room, getting dressed, and he kept starting these weird tangential conversations—I couldn’t tell what was happening or why he was trying to have a romantic conversation when we had reservations to make. I kept trying to put on shoes and try on necklaces and he was asking me whether or not I wanted to wear a ring to dinner. Super confusing! In hindsight, I see what he was doing, but it wasn’t until he reached under our bed for a box that I realized something COMPLETELY different was going on. He got down on one knee and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him in our little bedroom, in the presence of our dog, Tonks. I kind of blacked out from there, but we spent a few quiet moments processing the information and telling the puppy that we were going to be proud to make her a legitimate child.
Right after the big moment: Overwhelmed, trying to do the “get the ring in the shot” pose (personal photo)
Later he would tell me that he had grander plans for popping the question. He had ordered the ring (more on that later) weeks previously, and was assured it would arrive in time for my birthday (November 5). He planned to take me to one of my favorite museums (The Phillips Collection) and ask in front of my favorite artist’s work (Mark Rothko). I had a bunch of friends coming into town that night, and he thought it perfect so they could celebrate both my 26th and our engagement (and, he admitted, avoid having to get me a proper birthday present).
But the ring wasn’t ready in time, so that plan had been changed. Still, he thought he might do the same thing, just a different day…but then he got the ring in the mail and said he literally could not have waited one more second. I’m glad he didn’t!
Did anyone else’s fiance have a proposal plan that got scrapped? Did you care that you didn’t get to experience the original idea?