We were walking along the coast line of the beach in my town. It was one of those days where we decided that going to a movie or hanging out with friends was just too overrated. Keith and I loved walking. It was a perfect hobby for us to both relax and let our thoughts intermingle away from the craziness of life. Having twelve brothers and sisters can be stressful and very hard work. And he came from a social background of not being accepted by family or friends because of his indifference to company. We both had needs that the other was fulfilling. Three years we had been together, it seemed so short! The years flew by with so much happiness and very little pain. I smiled as I recall our meeting.
We had been set up on a blind date and it went very badly needless to say. Amazingly he had asked for another date and I accepted. The second one went well and even though we never declared that we were boyfriend and girlfriend we knew in our hearts what we were, and it was more than that. We were partners, for life. My love for him stealthily grew and I knew that his did as well. Because of all the pain in our love lives we took it slow with the intimacy and waited patiently for the other to be ready. It took a year for either of us to even share a kiss. Now here we were three years later very much in love and holding hands on a beach.
The sun was setting making the calm waters reflect yellow, orange, and pink. The stars could be seen peeking out from the clouds as the lady of the mountains lay peacefully across the waters. I listened the waters gently lap against the rocky shore and smiled as a salty breeze brushed through my hair. Keith wasn’t much of a talker so there was complete silence. I shouldn’t say silence because it was full of unspoken words. Then all of a sudden he bent down to pick up something off the shore. “What is it?” I asked.
“It’s some sort of mussel.” He says picking up the shells. He hands it over to me so that I can get a better look at it. I noticed that it was closed. It was a beautiful mollusk with dark blue coloring. Swirls and green and pink outlined the edges. “It’s beautiful!” I exclaimed. “Is it alive?”
“I dont know. Why don’t you see? Maybe it has a pearl inside.” He grins. I flush at his teasing but nevertheless gently pry open the two halves apart. My eyes widen and my hand flies to my throat. Inside, nestled perfectly in the shell was a gold ring with green emeralds. I’ve lost my breath and my heart is pounding fiercely inside my chest. There is complete silence for two minutes. I look up into his loving green eyes and see that he is beginning to worry that I wont answer. “Is it for me?” I asked knowing it was. I just didn’t know what to say. I felt so stupid right now. He grins. “Of course it is for you. Marie, I have loved you from the moment I set eyes on you. I loved you even more after that first horrible date.” I giggle. “Over the years you have made me realize that I am not alone in this world and that I don’t have to be anymore. I want you by my side for the rest of my life. If you will have me, that is.”
“Yes!” I exclaimed. Laughing, I throw my arms around him. He gently puts his arms around me and I can feel his heart beating with my. We were one! He chuckles deep inside and I flush again. I was going to marry the man I loved!
Proposal Story by:
Marie C. Millay