I had no idea that I would be given as much stress as I have been since being engaged. It’s given me a new hobby of sorts, I suppose. I spend all my free time looking at Bridal magazines, books and websites, trying to get as many ideas as possible for the big day. It’s a good kind of stress, though, and I’m loving every minute of it.
I have never been so–I can’t even find words to describe my sheer happiness–than I was Saturday and Sunday. My face hurt from smiling and turning red, but it was the most amazing feeling ever. To finally find the one you are destined to be with for the rest of your lives and beyond is truly a magical moment, one that I could not have forseen being as perfect as it was. Who knew my Alexander could be a thoughtful romantic?
He proposed in his parent’s backyard, with all the blinds drawn. He wrote the most adorable story, appropriately titled “The most important story EVER.” LOL, while the story was part fiction and part reality, it truly was the most important story I had ever read…and laughed at. That’s right folks. I laughed. I laughed hard, and long and loud. I knew what was coming the moment I opened the book, and I was overcome with the giggles. I was so scared to turn the pages, because with each turn came finality of everything. We always dream of how we get proposed to, and how we get married, and the ultimate moment was upon us. I wanted to freeze time and hold on to my thoughts a bit longer, although the reality was so much better!
After continued giggles and several “I hate you’s” later, I said yes and we went inside (me shaking profusely) to be greeted by his mom. It was such a great feeling to be officially accepted by his parents. They even threw us our first Engagement party of sorts by inviting all of Alex’s family in the area over so that we could make the announcement ourselves. We had a beautiful cake and champagne and it was just wonderful to look around the table at my new family.
I found out he had called my mother a week earlier, not to get permission, but to inform her of his intentions. He spoke to his parents over the phone about proposing to me, something he swore he didn’t want to do, because this was an “in person” matter. But since he doesn’t see them often, and I’m normally there with him, he swallowed his pride and made all of the arrangements, without me knowing–for the most part!
Oh, and did I mention that we announced it at his church on Sunday? …Another surreal moment for us as we realized that that would be the very aisle I would walk down to him and become his wife.
My ring is beautiful. Definitely not what I ever dreamed of, but it’s so much better than I could have ever imagined. I LOVE IT MORE THAN ANYTHING I COULD HAVE EVER PICKED OUT FOR MYSELF! PLUS, it’s his mother’s ring, which makes it so much more special to know that I have a family heirloom.
Gah, I’m ten times more in love than I was a week ago–I had no idea that it would be even possible!
BTW, I know you all probably don’t want to read all the mushy stuff above, but you know what? It’s not that often that someone is so blissfully happy and wants to share it with everyone else they love, so let me have my moment!
Loves and AOT,
–Jen
P.S. Here are some pictures from our weekend…
My ring… isn’t it gorgeous??
Our first engagement cake…Lisa had no idea about my love of white roses or pearls…
Us cutting our cake…
Mmmm…champagne is gooooood!!
Let me know what you think!!