One year ago today, the man of my dreams asked me to marry him. Twas the eve before a special birthday of mine. Whilst cold & dreary outside, Danny’s delightful singsong bellowed from the kitchen corner, where he was cooking purple sweet potato chipotle bisque, keeping my house warm and bright and cheery. He sweetly pestered me to finish painting my nails, then swept me off my feet to dance when our song “randomly” came on the stereo. We ended up under the mistletoe, sentiments were expressed, and before I knew what was happening he was down on one knee… holding a tiny box. My eyes were too glossy with joyful tears to see what was IN the box, but my heart was soaring.
That moment, under the mistletoe, is when our “forever” officially started.
We were elated to call our families, and tell all our friends at my birthday party the next night, but I think one of the best reactions we got was from my mother. She loves Danny and was so ready for him to propose to me. We facetimed her, and she answered while driving in snowy Buffalo with her best friend! There was lots of giggling and suddenly a siren... she excitedly told the police officer that she was on the phone with her daughter who has just gotten engaged. Fortunately he took a liking to her crazy excitement and let her off the hook. It was pretty comical to be on the other side of that video screen.
It has been a full and blessed year, with a lot of change and much still up in the air. So thankful am I to be on this grand adventure with Danny! He is my forever company.