I didn't realize I was in love with him for a long time, but when I finally figured it out, it hit me like a thunderbolt. The funniest part? When I told him, he confessed to me that he'd loved me for a long time - he was just waiting for me to figure it out.
I joked a lot about a ring, especially in the last year. We're at that time of life when it feels like everyone is getting engaged and married. It became a running joke between the two of us, how I thought he should put a ring on it, and how he was keeping his options open. Privately, we'd talked about next steps, and wanting to spend our lives together. It was just about finding the right time to start.
And so, last weekend, he surprised me with a trip to a bed and breakfast in western Virginia that we absolutely love. We road tripped out, singing along to music and talking about what our future could look like. We ate at the on-property restaurant, treating ourselves to fancy adult food and dessert, then went back to our bedroom, in an old converted carpenter's store.
When it gets cold, the property lets guests light a fire in the room fireplaces. He built one, and we put on a playlist I made for our Valentine's Day in 2018. We pulled all the pillows and blankets off the bed and sat by the fire, warming our feet, and laughing. Eventually we got up and started to slow dance, one of my favorite romantic traditions we share. When our song - New Years Day by Taylor Swift - came on, he asked me why I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.
Then he got down on one knee.
It was a magical moment, and one I know that I'll never forget, because we only feel emotions that strong a few times in our lives. Ever since, I've been filled with the wonderful, bubbly joy that takes over when you experience pure happiness.
Thanks for letting me share it with you :)
Bridget is the author of Summer Twilight, available for purchase now!