Today is my 20th wedding anniversary. Yay us! My husband and I tend to reminisce each year about our dating life, wedding, honeymoon, etc. We laugh about how incredibly boring our wedding was, though we didn't know it at the time. Not until we watched the video a few weeks later did we realize that we throw a really dull wedding. Let me know if you're having trouble sleeping and I'll loan you the tape. It'll put you right out.
A few days ago, I was thinking about the way my husband proposed. It was sweet and unique, as is my husband. We went on a short spring trip to East Tennessee. A few months before, I had moved to another city two hundred miles away and our long distance relationship was wearing on both of us. I kind of expected a proposal on the trip, but days went by, and nothing happened. By the time we arrived in Greeneville and sat on top of a hill of his old family farm, I wasn't in the best of moods. It was cold, we were going home soon, and my left hand was naked! Out of the blue, he was on one knee, popping the question. I cried, and of course, said yes.
A little while later, he took me to a beautiful memorial park in downtown Greeneville. In front of the tomb of former President Andrew Johnson, he proposed again. Sounds odd, I know, but it's actually a beautiful place and at the time, it seemed the most normal thing in the world. Though, I have had trouble explaining it over the years. And before you ask, I said yes again.
What about you? Will you share how your significant other popped the question? If that hasn't happened yet, what's your dream proposal? And to keep this related to writing, have you ever used your own experience in your writing?