You know what's strange though? It all happened so naturally, and unromantically. By the time that we got engaged, we both already knew that it was coming, it was just a matter of when not if. We had been discussing it for a while, but we weren't in any real rush. So you wanna know how it happened?
I was browsing craiglist, looking for cute jewelry, when I came across an advertisement where someone was selling the exact engagement ring that I had been drooling over for months, for only 100.00. So, I did a bad thing. I showed Toby, and told him that he should buy it for me. We both are very frugal people, so it was an awesome thing for both of us.
He bought it. But he didn't just hand it to me. He said that he still felt like I deserved a proper proposal. So, he held on to it for a few days. Then a couple of days later, he took me outside on a nice June night. We had a picnic in the front yard with a blanket, candles, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. We were laying on our backs looking up at the stars, when he sat up, looked down at me and said "Stand up." I asked "Why". And he said, "Because if you don't stand up, I can't kneel down and ask you to marry me."
The rest is history.
So last night, while we were in the car, Toby and I started talking, and we somehow got on the subject of how we got married, ect. We both agree that it's really strange that neither of us thought anything of us getting married. I know that we were pretty young to be tying the knot. Hell, I didn't even turn 19 until two days after our wedding. But not once, ever, did I think of that while I was planning our wedding. To me, it just felt right. Neither of us ever had any doubts that we made the right choice, 110%. I love that I have spent the last 2 years growing with my husband. I'm old fashioned that way, because I honestly believe that growing into the people that you will become together rather than doing it alone, and then meeting, is a beautiful thing. I'm not saying it's the only way to go, but I'm saying that it's not a bad way to go. So many people call it immature, jaded, or naive. But for us, it was just right.
I am so in love with my husband. I being with him, and I know that he feels the same way about me. I love that we support each other no matter what. I love that we very rarely argue. He makes me so happy.
I love you bee.