I'm in love! I'm in love! And I don't care who knows it!

 Our Engagement Story

Note: I started this post in November, shortly after I got engaged to my (now) husband.  Pardon the delay.

Andrew and I just a few days after getting engaged.  Isn't he cute? :)

11/27/13
I got engaged today! To this really amazing guy, the love of my life, and I couldn't be happier.  After telling my family this news I was given some advise to record our engagement story for future reference.  So that is what I am going to do. Here I go...

I came to visit Andrew in Wisconsin for Thanksgiving break.  I had a few days off and felt they would be best spent with him.  We had been talking marriage for a while and I knew a proposal was coming, but he kept throwing me off the track by saying that he still had things he needed to do until he proposed.  I figured it wouldn't be until Christmas or January, when I would be going to a cabin with him and his family in Colorado.  

I'm crazy about this guy!

When he picked me up at the airport in Chicago I had already put it out of my head that I was going to be getting engaged this visit.  We spent all day on Wednesday together doing essentially nothing.  It was awesome.  He had asked me if I had a favorite place to eat in the area and we made a plan to go there for dinner, but first needed to do a couple of things before we went.  First, was to go to Target so I could get a couple of things and then, since we'd be close, go on a short walk that Andrew wanted to take me on.

We went to a Target that was completely out of the way, but Andrew is a very practical guy.  I knew it was far but I've never know him to do anything that wasn't efficient so I went with it.  No questions asked.  We walked the aisles, trying to think of things that I would need for my stay but it turned out I didn't anything.  We left empty handed, laughing at how silly our errand was.

I was starting to get really hungry at this point and was really excited to eat some yummy taco's at my favorite restaurant.  I knew Andrew was really looking forward to this walk so I tried not to complain too much.  The trail head was pretty close and I could wait to eat.

It was well past dark when we got to the trail. I'm not sure of the temperature, but it was probably below freezing.  There was a light layer of snow on the ground, just enough to make a crunching noise as we started our way up the trail.  Andrew told me the walk was only about 10 minutes and quietly sighed in relief: I wanted to go eat.

We got to the top of a small hill that was once the location of a small cabin.  The only thing that remained was the chimney, of all things.  The view was amazing! Atop the hill we were able to see the beautifully lit city of Milwaukee, miles in the distance.  It was quiet and peaceful and I was enjoying this moment alone with Andrew.  I still had no suspicion about what was about to take place.

He stood behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist, shielding me from the wind and attempting to keep me warm.

"Do you love me?" he asked.

"Yes", I replied.

"Will you always love me?"

I turned in his arms to look up at him. "Nothing is ever sure", I answered jokingly.

At this point he began to push the snow around at his foot.  I asked him what he was doing but he just continued to shift the snow around.

"What's this?" he asked while he knelt down in the snow to check out what his foot had found.  He pressed on a small light that he had just uncovered in the snow.  He turned to look up at me, now on one knee, in the perfect position to propose.  And it clicked.  He was about to propose.

I'm not exactly sure of what happened at that point.  I think he told me he loved me.  He might have said he wanted me to be his wife.  I might have not even allowed him to say the words, "Will you marry me?"All I remember is him holding up the ring,  me putting my hand out for him to put it on my finger, and saying, "Oh my gosh, YES!"

He had the ring custom made for me after he fished for ideas of things I wanted in an engagement ring.  Well done!

It was a beautiful proposal.  Just for the two of us.   I couldn't have asked for anything better. 

Kindness

I went on a wonderfully random adventure with my 11 year old cousin today. When I came home from work she was in the process of baking brownies that she wanted to deliver to someone named Joe. Turns out Joe is an elderly homeless man that she had seen out on one of the street corners earlier in the day. He was holding a sign that said that he was in need of food and Sarah, being the sweet heart that she is, devised a plan that would provide this man with something to eat. All she need was a ride and I was more than willing to be of assistance to her sweet gesture.
She plated the brownies, covered them with plastic wrap (with which she had great difficulty) and put them in a reusable shopping bag. Joe only had a plastic one from what she saw and she wanted to give him something a little more sustainable. She also wrote a nice little note on a heart-shaped piece of paper.
On our way to find Joe, we stopped at Chick-fil-a to buy a meal to add to her bag of goodies. She was so excited and it was honestly one of the most sincere and innocent things I have ever witnessed. She was so determined and so full of love for this man that she didn't even know and all she wanted was to help.
What a beautiful example of selflessness and service. She's 11! And she came up with and executed this plan pretty much on her own. How incredible! I am grateful that she invited me to come along with her so that I could witness this kind and Christ-like action. It was a good reminder of the goodness there is in the world and how one small and sincere gesture can make a huge difference in the lives of others.

Enjoying the Journey

I remember this one time that I went hiking with my church group at Devil's Lake which is just north of Madison, Wisconsin.  It was a beautiful day and I was excited to make the full loop through the park since I was unable to do so in prior visits.  As soon as we started up the West Bluff Trail the natural competitor in me took over.  I was soon well ahead of the group with a pounding heart, a sweaty brow and was halfway out of breath.  My urgency to reach the crest was not matched by my peers.  A few kept up with me but, due to the fact that we were having a hard time breathing, we kept relatively quiet.  We exchanged few comments and kept climbing at an unnecessary speed.  When we finally stopped to catch our breath and wait for the others at a lookout area, I took some time to observe and enjoy the beauty of our surroundings: the sun shining through the trees above us, the glistening lake below.  It was wonderful and in those few moments I felt peaceful and serene, albeit a little sweaty and gross. 

A couple minutes later the laughter and chatter of my fellow hikers coming up the trail broke the silence that was being maintained by me and my small band.  As a reunited group we took a few pictures, shared our awe and continued on our way.  It didn't take long for me to work my way to the front again, breathless as ever, impatient with the pace of the others.  

The rest of the hike followed this pattern: race ahead, take a break, race ahead, take a break.  During the breaks, I allowed myself to observe and to be amazed.  But it was always short lived and I moved on quickly. I was so caught up in getting to the next lookout and another beautiful view that I neglected to acknowledge the opportunities that were being offered at that moment. The friends that I had left behind in my attempt to reach the top were enjoying each other's company.  They shared stories and laughter.  They were able to learn about each other and grow together as friends.  While I was focused on reaching the final destination, they were allowing themselves to enjoy the journey. 

I often reflect on this story when I feel as though I am trying to get through my life too quickly; when I start asking myself, "What's next?"; and when I get impatient with my progress (or lack of). There are times when I look back at my life and wonder where all the time went.  How I am 27 years old already?  What have I been doing with my time?  What do I have to show for any of the life that I've lived up to this point?  My life is already going faster than I know how to handle and yet sooner or later I will find myself looking for the next major milestone.  What is wrong with me? Have I learned nothing?

Life is full of so many wonderful people to meet and places to visit.  There are a million adventures waiting for me at any given moment.  It's my hope to be able to take in as much of it as I can while I can.  This will require me to slow down.  It will require me to focus.  It will require that I become a much more patient person than I am.  But no matter what it requires of me, I know that what I obtain from the process will be worth it. 

So here's to adventure, experience and opportunity and enjoying the journey.