In a continuation of honoring my wife this week on the blog leading up to our 6th wedding anniversary, here is the story of how I asked her to marry me.
The following is from a previous blog entry. Enjoy!
I always wondered how when it came time to officially ask Brittney to marry me, how I was going to do it. It was not a shock to our family and friends considering we had a wedding already being planned. I still wanted my future bride to have that moment where the one who loves her more than anything gets down on one knee and look her in the eye and ask the question. Will you marry me?
For sometime I was in the process of trying to finish paying off her engagement ring. I picked it out in May of 2010 but could not get it paid off till January of 2011. I finally just said “You know, I am ready for her to have this and make this official”.
I spent a few days trying to come up with the perfect plan. I was thinking of taking her out to dinner in Downtown Charlotte and then having our families and friends waiting for us at the restaurant, but the only problem with that was it felt kind of dumb cause everyone knew we were planning a wedding. So then I decided to just let it be the two of us and got that Saturday night and just go for it on the streets of Charlotte.
I got the ring out of “ring jail” on Thursday, January 25 and was really excited. I went to show my mother the ring and she said for me just to do it today and surprise her. I thought it was a wonderful idea.
On the way home to meet her I called her dad and asked for his permission, which again was not needed, but I wanted to do the right thing. He told me to go for it and to have her call him afterwards.
I got to the apartment and told her that my Dad wanted us to look at a catering place for the wedding in Charlotte. So with so much hesitation from Brittney, we got in the car and headed that way. It was so hard to keep the excitement in. I kept feeling my pocket and she kept looking at me. She later told me she knew I was acting weird.
We got to the heart of Charlotte and started to walk around. It started to rain and I was starting to get nervous looking for the perfect spot. i found a fountain on the corner of the street. I stopped us and got down on one knee. She asked me what I was doing and I said I was tying my shoe. I then told her I hated the rain and she responded with then get up and lets go.
I looked up and said, “Or I could do this. Will you marry me?”
She was so excited she grabbed the ring from my hand and put it on her finger and said, “Yes!”
We kissed in the street in the pouring rain and started to walk back to the car. I later confessed everything over a cup of coffee while we were between calls to our families.