I was standing in front of the castle with my friends when I suddenly noticed a small ruckus coming from the center of the plaza. I looked over there and I saw my friend Jason asking people to clear the area a little bit. This was, um, confusing. I had NO idea why he was suddenly walking up to strangers and asking them to CLEAR THE AREA.
I walked over to where he was and was about to ask him what the heck he was doing, when I suddenly saw him.
This moment in time will forever be etched in my memory because it was the moment that my heart finally got what it had been aching for for all of those years. It was the moment my dreams crashed into my reality. And it came in the form of a man dressed in a familiar white tuxedo, with a top hat perched on the top of his head to match.
This man in white was the man that I loved. And he was walking straight towards me, looking at me intently, from the little garden across the way. He walked confidently, and he held a red flower in one hand. He was also attempting to contain a huge smile on his face, but it was so wide and so deep that it threatened to spill over at any moment.
Time froze. I buried my face in my hands and burst into tears before Chris had even made his way to where I was standing. A few people gathered around us. Everyone was taking pictures. Chris dropped down to one knee and asked me to marry him.
Everyone cheered and clapped. In an emotional blur, I grabbed the ring from his hand and fell down on my knees, too.
And then I said yes. And my heart screamed “YES!” from within my chest. And it finally felt right.
It wasn’t until about 20 minutes later that I realized I had been CLUTCHING the ring in my clenched fist (along with my red flower) and had never even put it on my finger. It is a miracle that I didn’t drop it somewhere, because I had no clue I was even holding it until Chris and I took a walk together and I was like, “Oh! What’s this in my hand?” OH, IT’S JUST MY RING. GFDA^%R!@%!!
The rest of the day was spent having tons of fun on the rides and other Disneyland-ish types of things. Chris wore his tux the rest of the day (even though it was ridiculously hot outside), and people kept coming up to him asking if they could take a picture with him. He obliged them all, of course, and later we asked someone who they thought he was, and they said matter-of-factly that it was OBVIOUS that he was Prince Charming.
I couldn’t agree more.
So, what’s next for two people who have been in love for SO long and are finally engaged? (Well, engaged again, I suppose…) A WEDDING! And QUICKLY! So, we set a date. A date that was only four short months away…