Tuesday, July 7, 2020

An Engagement Story

How We Met is here.

A Dating Story is here.

November 20, 2004.  We were celebrating our one year dating anniversary.  The plan was to drive down to the Denver Museum of Natural History and have dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant, Panzano's.  We both had dressed up for the occasion (he wore his Navy Peacoat), so we looked all fancy going through the museum. 

I just knew somehow that he was going to ask me that day, but when it wasn't happening, I thought maybe I was wrong.  Needless to say, I didn't pay much attention to the museum, and he seemed very distracted. 

We got to a part of the museum that overlooks a lake and he suggested we go outside for a walk.  The ground was covered in fresh snow, the lake was not yet frozen over, and then a flock of geese landed in the lake.  It was like a movie.  I turned to look at him and he had turned an ashy grey color and I thought he was going to be sick.  Instead he fumbled in his coat pocket for a ring, got down on one knee and said, "Candice (my full name here), will you marry me?"  I could only manage to squeak out "Mmm-hmmm!" 

We walked back to his car (what was a museum after this experience?!) and sat in the museum parking garage and talked over our plans.  And then he tuned to me and said, "You still haven't said yes."  "Yes!  Yes!  Of course I'll marry you!"  I said, probably very red faced. 

We drove to Panzano's for dinner, but neither of us really tasted our food, so instead of hanging around Denver, we decided to start the 2.5 hour drive home.  The snow was really starting to come down and the highway was slick.  And then we hit a couch.  Yes, a couch, just like the one I'm currently sitting on.  It was just sitting in the middle of the highway and thankfully had been hit before, because otherwise it probably would have been bad for us.  But as it was, we just went right through it. 

The road was closed to take the direct route home, so we decided to try going through another way which would take us over a mountain pass.  Of course, once there we found that was closed as well (this was before smart phones).  So we ended up on my aunt's door step to ask her if she would take us in for the night until the road hopefully opened in the morning.  This is not what either of us wanted to do, but we had no choice.  Honestly, we both just wanted to get away from each other so we could process the fact that we were going to be spending our lives together.  :)

It was at this point that everything really clicked and all the struggles and worries and hardships of our dating time was over.  We were meant for each other.

1 comment:

Mom said...

Thats beautiful.