On the surface, my proposal story is not shocking. It’s not exciting or even particularly romantic. Sometimes it really is the thought that counts, and all sort of thought went into my proposal.
When I met Darrell, I had a 1-year-old daughter from a previous relationship that did not just fail, but imploded. We met on Yahoo! Personals through a random series of events that should be reserved for another contest, and after only two dates (both of which lasted from 11 a.m. to 10 p.m.) and on the cusp of a possible relationship disaster, we said "I love you."
After 6 months of dating, I knew I wanted to marry him. He loved my daughter, he cherished me, and I was more myself with him than I had been with anyone. However, he had been through a divorce just two years previous, and I knew that he might not be ready to commit as quickly as I. Still, I started looking forward to holidays and romantic occasions, hoping it would come.
A surprise came, but not in the way I had planned. In the fall of our second year together, I found out I was pregnant. Of course it was a shock, but we both agreed on two things 1) that this was our child and our responsibility, and 2) that having a baby is not a reason to get married. I agreed to that reluctantly, knowing that I really wanted nothing more than to be his bride. I gave up waiting for a proposal, and settled into being the pregnant girlfriend once again.
Three months and one nefarious plan later, we sat in front of the tree enjoying Christmas Eve. Darrell, a notorious gift-giver, asked if he could give me a present early. Thinking nothing of it, I agreed. He asked me to close my eyes.
When I opened them, the first thing I saw was a white box with a set of rings in it. I could hear the tears in his voice as he said "I want you to be my wife."
The proposal itself was simple, but the man behind the ring box was–and still is–extraordinary.
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West Columbia, SC