 | The Story of the proposal is actually a pretty funny one. A couple times throughout our relationship we had joked about eloping and had went and looked at rings a couple of times. If i saw a ring i liked i would always show him the picture of it, not to drop hints ( ok, maybe a little) but more because i knew that we would get married at some point. He's the one. I always had known. One day as I was cleaning i found a paper that said Zales Jeweler on it. As you can imagine, i called Mama, Daddy, all my girls, and went to the salon telling anyone who would listen that i KNEW he was proposing. I had the feeling and saw a paper ya'll! Well, like i previously mentioned, i told everyone right? I came home a day or two before Christmas, and when i walked into the house, right there in the middle of the Kitchen table layed a beautiful new Jewelry Box. I almost had a heart attack. I could hear Adam in the shower, and wanted to look at it so bad. It didnt even dawn on me to think "now that idiot wouldnt just leave an engagement ring laying on the kitchen table for God and everyone to see, would he?" because i was just so excited. I decided to ignore the box and go in and talk to Adam. We're talking and I just casually mention that when i walked in a saw a small little jewelry box. He goes " OH yeah, go on, open it". I literally almost fell over right there.THIS WAS IT. I run into the kitchen and rip the little velvet box out of the cardboard box and open it up and its a......necklace..with a heart...that says MOM. I tried my hardest to hide my dissapointment, and show him how much that necklace meant to me. Deep down inside i was crying though. I went to school later that day and told everyone i was wrong about him proposing and showed off my beautiful necklace. I called my mom, my dad, everyone and said how mistaken i was and that he got me such a sentimental gift, but it wasnt a ring. I would say "That we would get engaged whent the time was right for us". Christmas morning i woke up with so much joy and happiness, and excitement because it was our first christmas together as a family with our baby girl. We let Stella open up her gifts first, then i made Adam go, and I was last. I opened up all my gifts, and i sat there looking at how much stuff we had and how much of a MESS we had, and told Stella and Adam how much i loved them. It had been such a great Christmas morning. Adam gets up and hands me this HUGE bag, almost half size of him. My very last gift. I dig through and at the bottom of the bag, was a beautiful all black purse. Just what I had asked for. I pulled the purse out, and held it up, looked over every inch of the outside, and admired it. (i was also really impressed at how well he did picking it out). As I always do whenever i get a purse, i unzipped the zipper to see the inside, and how many pockets it contained (and if there was enough room for all of my junk) and there at the bottom of the purse, was a small velvet jewelry box. My stomach started beating out of my chest. Adam got down on one knee and grabbed Stella, and asked me to marry him and make our family whole! And well, we lived happily ever after.... |