Travis Finally Proposed

If you've read the story of our engagement, you know it was awkward, silly, and haphazard, like us.  Ever since that day when we just finally decided to get married, I've been kind of bummed that I didn't get a formal proposal, and I've been bugging Travis about it ever since.

So on February 11, because it was the Saturday before Valentine's Day, Travis somehow worked up the courage and asked me again to marry him.

We went to the picnic ground where in April we will have our  ceremony.  Under heavy, grey skies we ate burritos and chocolates and listened to the playlist for the wedding on portable speakers.  As the sun went down, we walked to a little bench on a hill.  And this is what he said:

After our first date, I didn't think I would be writing a proposal to you.

I am lucky to have you in my life.  I love your tenderness and kindness.  I feel empty when I go out without you.

I would love to grow old with you, and just being with you makes me feel lucky.  Waking up next to you in the morning feels great.

I feel that our love is a great partnership and we are wonderful friends.

I am grateful that I will be able to call you my wife and that you will call me your husband.

I am nervous about our future, but I know as long as you are by my side everything will be OK and that is why I am asking for your hand in marriage.

Since I already have an engagement ring, Travis gave me beautiful peony earrings.  We even put them in a clam shell box for him to open on bended knee.

He said I gave him butterflies in his stomach, just like I had in our first months together.

I'm so lucky.