He walked me over to the exact bookshelf where we had met – only I thought it was the wrong one. “No, honey, it was over here!” I said, trying to drag him one shelf over. “No, I’m pretty sure,” he said anxiously, still gripping my hand, “No! It’s here, sweet – ”

I had turned the corner, and there was my grandfather with a video camera.

“Oh!” I said, confused. “…..Hi?”

Damian sighed. “Come on out, everybody!” he said.

Seemingly all of my friends and family emerged from behind every bookshelf in the store. “Hi…” I said, still confused. My birthday and come and gone…what the –

“OH!!” I shrieked, and covered my face with my hands. Everybody started laughing. When I finally was able to take my hands away from my beet-red face, Damian was on one knee.

“The first thing I ever said to you, was ‘can I help you,’” he said, “And I’ve been helping you ever since, and I want to keep helping you for the rest of our lives.”

We got married in 10/7/07 – our second anniversary’s coming up. ^_^

The greatest proposal ever? After we had been dating for 6 months, I packed a bunch of travel bags, and picked her up Friday night of a long weekend. She loves to travel and surprises, so I would not tell her where we were going. I took her to our favorite restaurant (the one of our first date: a little dimly-lit, hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant) for her favorite dinner. After dinner, I drove her through back roads to an empty field where we sat out looking at the stars. Driving out of the field, I accidentally jammed the tire into a storm grate, getting us stuck out in the middle of nowhere with no cellphone coverage. Someone stopped by after about a half hour and pulled us free, and we started off again to the secret location. Well, we got pulled over about five minutes later for “crossing the double yellow line” while going around a turn. The cop let us go, and we spent the evening walking around a local town that sets up all these Christmas lights.

She LOVED that date, so for my proposal six months later, I had just returned from a job in Alaska where I had been for the last month. I packed a bunch of bags again, and had her pick out her favorite romantic music. We drove down that same infamous road to a different field, where I had setup a blanket and torches. We stood barefoot on the blanket dancing under the stars for hours. At the end of the evening, I pulled out one of the dummy bags (that was secretly full of roses) and recited a poem I had written for her about all the things I love about her (one line for each rose for each month of dating). When I pulled out the last rose (now one month over) I pulled The Ring off a ribbon tied to the stem and asked her to marry me.

(She still tells me that she was afraid that last rose was me telling her I was going to be gone for another month on a new job)

BEST PROPOSAL EVER!

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Do. Not. MARRY. EVER.

I then got a text message clue, which brought me to the classroom we had first met in, and there were flowers outside. I began to get excited.
I then got another text message clue, which brought me to the cafeteria, and there were chocolates outside. I began to get REALLY excited.
I got a final clue, which led me to the teacher’s lounge. (which was the same room it had been 15 years ago- who knew?) The freezer door was open (just as it had been when we won the scavenger hunt thing 15 years ago), but instead of popsicles, this time the grand prize was a black ring box. I opened it, and it was empty. I began to despair- someone had stolen the ring? and turned around. There was Charlie, holding the ring, on one knee. (can’t you tell I’ve told this story a thousand times to anyone who would listen?)

Along with a romantic proposal, I believe a ring which suits the recipient and is beautiful is just as important.

I am an advocate for a sentimental proposal like the one I received- even though it does call for the right circumstances and the right relationship, (if you met at a bar, you can’t very well do something like this and produce the same effect, can you?) how can you say no to a proposal that took this much planning?

Plan yes! But don’t be afraid to improvise if it all falls to shambles.