Oh, friends. I am so joyful this week.
Eric proposed to me on Monday evening, and I couldn't be happier! We've wanted to get engaged for so long, and it was finally the right time. He's been waiting awhile to surprise me (I'm hard to surprise apparently) and Monday night was the perfect opportunity.
Sarah and I went to Lakeland to pick up some elusive fiddle leaf figs, and when I arrived home, the door was unlocked. I opened it only to hear Eric say, "No no no! Wait!" And as he came towards the door, I noticed the beautiful flowers on the table behind him. My heart was pounding in my chest and I asked him, "What are you doing?" Even thought I knew perfectly well what was possibly happening. Before I knew it I was in tears. My hands were shaking, I was so nervous and happy all at once, it overwhelmed me. "You're too early!" he said, grinning from ear to ear. I turned the corner into our living room and there on the floor were a ton of tealights, half-lit, spelling out "Marry Me?"
Then he was down on one knee with the ring box in his hand, asking me to marry him. It was the sweetest, most perfectly imperfect proposal I could have ever dreamt of--just completely us. I didn't care in the slightest that all the candles weren't lit, so after we'd hugged and kissed and stared at the ring, we lit the remaining ones together and celebrated taking photos and just basking in happiness.
Even today, I'm still over the moon about it. I can't believe it's finally happened. We started looking at engagement rings in 2011 and have been waiting to get married until I was done school, and now we're here and everything is so lovely and wonderful. I feel so blessed to have Eric in my life. He is truly the perfect complement to me, and I'm so thankful for his patient, kind, goofball kind of love.