He asked "Will you Marry Me?", I said "Are you Serious?"
Something kinda great happened on this day three years ago. It was quite a foggy day, a little cold but bearable. We were spending a weekend in Guntersville with my parents on top of Sand Mountain. We had just got done playing golf (yea, I used to play, don't judge), and he suggested we go to this overlook to take some pictures. While I was taking some pictures like this . . .
He wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear "Will you marry me?" I turned to look at him and said, "Are you serious?!" "Ummm, yea," he said looking confused. "Oh my gosh, yes!" instantly crying.
My dad captured the "after" moment.
We immediately started calling all our family and friends, then went to dinner to celebrate the occasion. I love this man (duh)! He puts up with my clumsiness, silliness, and bum pancreas. And yes, he was totally serious.
Oh yeah, the ring!
I like it because it looks like a hurricane, ever the weather nerd!
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