Oct
17
2015

Our 8th Anniversary

12:36 AM   ♥   Comment

Yesterday was our 8th anniversary. Our fucking 8th. I know I’ve been with him a long time but 8 YEARS?! That is 1/3 of my life. I don’t even know how to begin imaging a life without him. At this point, life before him is fleeting memories. I was only 16 years old when I met him and we got together. Never in my life did I imagine he was THE ONE. I was 16, I never openly thought about it but if you had asked 16 year old me who I saw myself with in 5 years, he wasn’t it. Not because I didn’t love him. Simply because I had dated other guys and I was in high school. You only marry your high school sweetheart in movies.
We got engaged!! I couldn’t explain in words what that means to me. I am over the moon with excitement and I’m looking forward to our wedding now. I want to say how excited I am how well Andrew’s family took it but I’m not. They were so excited for us. 8 years together is no rush job.
I haven’t stopped staring at my ring. Yes, I picked it out. But I never expected to love it so much. 50% is how pretty it is. The other 50% is that he GAVE IT TO ME and what it means. I feel like I’ve fallen in love with him all over again.
I bawled. Like a god damned baby. He presented this: 

 
I saw the edible arrangement and portal box and I was so surprised. That was enough to excite me. He said the portal box had more presents inside. I guess I thought he had the ring. I opened the box and he said, “You have to choose one.” That was it. I cried. I have watched proposals on YouTube before and I cry every time. My biggest fear is that I would be too shocked to cry. When he told me to choose I lost it. I hesitated for a moment because I love the love ball but I also have a love for the premier ball. Knowing what was happening and that the love ball was the center I chose that one and he helped me open it. I’m crying like an idiot. Who cries at a proposal that you know is coming? He did so well that I was shocked.
He got down on one knee. The exact wording of what he said is lost in the void as I tried to gain my composure. His voice cracked and tears welled up in his eyes. He said he loved me and that every day with me was better than the last. Even when we were fighting. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. And he asked me to marry him. I just looked him in the eyes and said yes, still bawling. I kissed and hugged him and didn’t want to let go. He is my life. I can’t describe the feeling I felt in that moment. I love him but this was something so much more than love. Maybe I’ve never loved him as much as I did in this moment. He showed me a side of him I’ve never seen. It didn’t feel rehearsed. He was speaking from his heart and I knew it. I didn’t want to let go of him. After a few minutes of holding him I looked back at the ring in the box and he started telling me about the troubles and worries he had about making sure everything was perfect and all of his plans. Yes, the ring is so damn gorgeous but I love it 1000% more because of what it will always remind me of. This moment. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced. All that time spent worrying about it, it. was. perfect. In every definition of the word. Perfect.
I am beside myself with excitement and every time I look at the ring I well up. He is my soulmate, my life line, my best friend. The love of my life. I want to die with him beside me. I’ve never loved anyone or anything more than him. He completes me. I can’t wait to marry him.

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I’m Randi, short for RandiLynn. I am a 25 year old blogger, web developer, furmama, and gamer from Northeast PA. I live with my husband and 7 animals. I live, eat, and sleep HTML & CSS. I spend my time creating pretty web stuff, blogging, gaming or binge-watching TV shows.


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