Happiness, Bliss and a Homeless Man
We’re engaged. Gah!
I ordered the belt, and then he proposed about four hours later. I guess we were definitely on the same page, which is what I was going for, the ring is beautiful, and I still have a surprise for him! So I have no complaints (quite the contrary).
So, the story of the proposal…
As you know, the plan was to go English Country dancing. He knows me so well! But I screwed it up and brought shoes that would scuff the floor of their rented facility. Not allowed. I was a bit heartbroken, but we decided to go on another Tuesday, stopped by a bookstore and then came back to Hoboken.
Why don’t we walk along the water, it’s such a nice night, he said.
So we did. And then he took an abrupt right onto the pier.
Well darling, he said, if we had gone English Country dancing tonight, I would have said that you had a very pleasant temperament, and you would have commented that the dance was nicely done. And I would say that although I may not have the annual income of a Mr. Darcy… (which is 20,000 a year, ha!) I feel that I can still provide for you. And I care about you very much, and love you, and Alice…
He got down on one knee…
Will you marry me?
Yes. Yes! Yes!
Did I know he was going to propose? It ran through my head that this would be a good setting, but I don’t think I actually believed it was going to happen. I was also slightly worried about how close the ring would be to the water, but luckily that was not a problem.
So we’re standing there blissfully in our own world, when a homeless man walks up.
Excuse me, he said, I just have to tell you that you are a beautiful couple. I saw you from all the way at the other end of the pier and you’re just glowing.
Thank you! (I probably started “glowing” even more at his comment).
I don’t know much about these things, I’m a homeless man, but you look like you’ll be very happy together. And thank you, for allowing me to tell you.
And he walked away. I don’t even know if he knew we had just gotten engaged. Talk about perfect validation.
The ring? Sorry, I was so caught up in our blissful state, I forgot to tell you about the gorgeous ring:
I love it. So we went out for dinner, and called family and friends and had a lovely, overjoyful night.