My Proposal Story
It was Sunday, July 17th. We sipped lattes, while sinking comfortably into our teal velvet couch. The morning sun peaked over the roofs of adjacent apartments and cast delicately into ours. We turned to each other and smiled. It was the most unusually perfect morning.
Looking over at her, my mind suddenly flashed to the small hidden box in the back of my office closet. My heart skipped.
Wait right here. I have something for you.
I rushed into my office - frantic. I took a deep breathe and counted to three as I opened the closet, reached into the back and returned with a small walnut box.
I have a song for you. Don’t open this until the end.
With shaking hands, a nervous stomach, and a racing heart, I gave her the box and began to sing…
We cried and kissed and then, she said yes!