|engagement pictures taken by Something Beautiful Images|
So without further ado, here you go. Joshua had come up to Madison to spend the weekend with me (we were living 2 hours apart at this point in time). When he got there on Friday night I was so sick. I had come down with a terrible cold that morning and all I wanted to do was lay around on the couch and do nothing. I was supposed to run the Crazylegs 8k race that Saturday morning with my friend BJ, and I was really upset that I was not feeling well. We spent Friday night in, watching movies and resting so that I would hopefully feel better. (I found out later that he had wanted to take me out to one of our favorite spots in Madison and pop the question there on Friday but I had shattered that plan, whoops!)
Saturday morning I woke up and still felt terrible. I put on my running clothes and went outside to see if I thought I could manage running. I made it 1 block and couldn't breathe. I was so bummed. I really wanted to run that race! I came back inside feeling so defeated. I took off my running clothes and crawled back into bed for a little bit. Then Josh came in and suggested that I get up and get ready and we could go take a drive and a little walk. That getting out and about might make me feel better. It looked so nice out, so I agreed.
We drove through the arboretum, found a parking spot, and took a little walk. We were just chatting away, and I'll admit that I did start to feel better. After we had walked for a ways, we got to the top of a hill and there was this single bench with a beautiful cherry blossom tree behind it that had just started to blossom. It was the only tree with flowers in the whole place. We sat on the bench and talked and talked. It was so beautiful and peaceful. Nobody else was around.
He got to where I was sitting, got down on one knee, and I knew. I started laughing and crying at the same time (and sniffling because my nose was so runny). He told me that he loved me and I cried harder. He told me long before that that he would not tell me he loved me until he meant it, love to him is forever love. I told him I loved him too. He pulled the ring out of his pocket and then he asked if I would marry him. And I squeaked, "Yes." We hugged and kissed, laughed and cried, and then he started walking back towards the camera. He had gotten the whole thing on tape!
Later that night we hung out with friends and celebrated with them. It was a truly magical day. One that I will remember for the rest of my life.
|right after I said yes|