Hello my dears! Life can change so dramatically in such a short time, can it not? One day you may only be dreaming of something happening, thinking some distant day in the future you will see your dream unfold in all its beauty, and then the very next day it comes true. I never ever thought I would be in a relationship this year, especially not engaged! I thought I would have to wait years for that day to come. But nevertheless here I sit, with a ring on my finger (yes, that beautiful ring in the photo above is my engagement ring! Isn’t it gorgeous?), pledged to be married to the most wonderful man in the world in just three short months. I already wrote about My & Gabe’s story, but I thought some of you might enjoy reading about the day that we became engaged, so I am going to share that story today.
We had been up at Gabe’s family’s house for the weekend. Gabe and I spent the weekend planning our wedding, enjoying time with his family and mine, reading, swimming, going out to dinner, etc. Then Sunday came and Mom and Dad left to go home early in the afternoon. Gabe and my sisters and I would return home the following day. We spent the early afternoon at one of Gabe’s brother’s baseball games, and then we went back to the Everson’s house for the remainder of the day. We all decided to go for a swim in the Everson’s pool later in the day, and the sun was far along in it’s evening descent, causing all of us to feel a bit chilly upon exiting the pool. So, Gabe and I went for a walk around the property to dry off in the sunshine, until we came to a swing, where we stopped and sat down.
Now, you know Gabe and I have a special things for swings from what I wrote in my last post, but I wasn’t even thinking of that when I sat down on the swing, and Gabe sat next to me on the lawn. I must say both of us looked a sight! Still in our swimsuits, with messy (and I mean MESSY!) pool hair, and dirty bare feet. But I didn’t care one bit… alright, maybe just a little… 😉
Anyhow, we sat there for a time, talking off and on. Then Gabe asked me, “Is this a pretty place?” I replied that it was, having absolutely no clue what he was up to. I had entirely forgotten that just a week or so prior I had told him when he proposed* that all I wanted was for him to take me to some pretty place, where it was just the two of us, and just say it. All of it. The whole proposal. But I had absolutely no clue when he asked me if the area where we sat was a pretty place that such a thought was running through his head.
A few moments after Gabe asked that question, he turned away from me and looked off into the distance with a queer, troubled expression on his face. To me it looked as if he was fighting a mental battle, so I asked him what was wrong. He said it was nothing, but I knew he was fibbing, so I persisted that something was indeed wrong. Gabe insisted that nothing was wrong, so I let the matter be, figuring he would tell me eventually. Then his face cleared, and he turned to me with an expression of calm joy on his face. He got up on his knees in front of me and said, very slowly, with weight to each word, “Brigid Kathleen Boyer, will you marry me?” I wasn’t surprised, or shocked, as I always expected I would be when he finally asked the question. Instead it was as if it was simply the final voicing of thoughts that we had been exchanging for the past few weeks. So, I simply smiled and said yes. Oh, but the joy that surged through me! There was no ring in his hand, that came a few weeks later when it was finally finished (Gabe designed it and had it made), but I didn’t care one bit. How could I care for earthly treasures, when I possessed the treasure of Gabe’s smile, the gold of the sun shining on the fields in the golden hour, and the wealth of a heart filled with love to overflowing. All God’s good gifts given at the perfect moment, in the perfect hour, to two imperfect people. I wouldn’t have had it any other way. The memory will reside in my mind forever and a day, perfect in every way.
I am sure some of you are wondering about the ring that Gabe designed for me, so I will tell you the meaning behind each of its components. There are three bands in the ring, to represent the Trinity. A prong comes up out of each band to support both of our birthstones, an amethyst for Gabe, and a ruby for me, which represent how the Lord preserves and supports Gabe and I through our walk on this earth. The diamond in the middle represents our coming marriage. Isn’t it just beautiful?
So, now you know my engagement story. I am not sure how much wedding planning I will be sharing on the blog, especially wedding dress planning, as a certain person reads the blog who isn’t supposed to see the wedding dress until our special day (Hello Gabe!). 😉 But, Lord willing, I will be sharing other projects, as well as outfit posts, in the coming months.
If you are married, where did you get engaged?
What would be your dream location for a proposal?
Brigid, the Middle Sister and Singer
*we were completely open and up front about such topics as getting engaged, knowing that we wanted to get married, so we didn’t pretend that I didn’t know he would propose eventually.