The day my fiancé proposed was a beautiful Sunday. We both had the day off work so we decided to go out for lunch and go for a walk in the park. We ate and went out to Mormon Island and walked almost to the 3rd lake along the trails. Well the ground was getting muddy so we decided to stop and sit for a while. Not too long after we had sat in a dry spot, he starts poking me with dead grass. I don't think anything of it, just him being a pain, until I turn away for about a second and when I had turned back to face him, he had slid my beautiful ring on a piece of grass right in front of me. I was speechless, but if I would've been in a bad mood or said no, it would've been an awkward walk back to the car. |