Every story is different, and every married couple has one. Getting engaged is one of the most monumental moments of your life.
Some men devise elaborate, jaw-dropping plans, while others bring it up in casual conversation. Most of us fall somewhere in between.
I think it’s important that the engagement matches the relationship.
If Zach would have shown up in a hot air balloon with a six piece orchestra, it wouldn’t have been natural. I honestly don’t understand how some engagement stories could feel natural. No, it’s not everyday you propose, but sir, that mid-air, skydive proposal with the doves feels like a bit much.
It’s about time that I shared my proposal story with you. Some of you may know it, and others probably could have predicted it because it was so fitting. Zach has always paid the closest attention to my details, and his proposal embodied this quality.
We lived in New York at the time, and we had been long awaiting our vacation. After spending a week in Nashville for my brother’s wedding, we headed to Arkansas to be with his family. Before I proceed, you have to understand how relaxing it is to be home with Zach. His family is warm and relaxed, and our time together consists of a lot of… nothing. And food. It is wonderful.
I was completely unwound that day. All of the stresses of New York were behind us. Zach and I woke up slow, had a delicious breakfast, and headed to the pool. We enjoyed Sonic Sweet Tea and Grilled Cheeses and relaxed at home for the rest of the day. I was in a good place. We relax so well together.
Zach then suggested that we go outside to the porch swing. It wasn’t an out of the ordinary suggestion, and it seemed to fit rather well into our day of relaxation and indulgence. So we went outside and talked for almost an hour before he told me he would be right back. Not “I’m going to the bathroom” or “let me grab my phone” but he’ll be right back.