What does a rainy Thursday and a townhouse have to do with my marriage proposal?
It was March 18, 1999.
The previous day was my last day of student teaching. Since we had a really bad winter that year, my student teaching was extended for about a week. Ice storms and lots of snow plagued the area that winter.
My last student teaching seminar was completed that afternoon. Exhaustion was felt all the way to my bones. My plans that evening was to sleep.
However, my boyfriend at that time dragged me out of the dorm room kicking and screaming.
It was a rainy day. My boyfriend wanted to take me out to a place called Glen Helen in Yellow Springs but the muddiness would make hiking impossible. So he had to quickly change his plans.
Instead he decided to take us to look for apartments since I was getting ready to move out of the dorms and he was getting to move out of his parents’ house.
The first place we looked at was a townhouse. It was a perfect starting place for us. Suddenly as we were looking at the part of the living closest to the stairs, my boyfriend got on one knee.
“Do you want this apartment? Will you marry me?”
Of course, I said yes on that rainy Thursday.
A month and a half later, my boyfriend became my husband.
Happy Valentine’s Day! What is your proposal story?
Have a magical day,