Proposal - Part 1

This is one story that I want to make sure I remember forever. The night Luke proposed to me. Part of me still can't comprehend that I'm engaged. Especially since Luke wasn't even thinking about proposing until March or April. Maybe after writing this story I'll be able to believe that I am engaged and actually getting married to my best friend!

December 29, 2008

Luke and I are sitting in his living room on the couch drinking eggnog and remembering how much fun our first Christmas was together. I was as happy as could be; my boyfriend was sitting next to me, I had my favorite drink in my hand, and New Years Eve was just around the corner. I was positive Luke was going to propose on New Years Eve. It just made sense in my mind. Why wouldn't he? If he waited any longer, all of the holidays would be over and there would be no sparkly, diamond ring on my finger. However, it just wasn't going to happen. Luke told me as we were sitting there that he had to work at Semiahmoo that New Years. I quickly turned my head away so he couldn't see my expression, but it was to late.

"Ooooh, was some little girl expected a proposal on New Years Eve?"
How did he guess it that fast?!

I smiled bravely and said I wasn't, but anyone standing there would have been able to see right through that. Luke then took my hand, turned towards me and said very seriously.

"Kimberly, do you trust me? I need to know you trust me with this. I want to see you having a good time now with me and being patient, knowing that I will ask you when I'm ready."

And so, I was resolved to be patient and to prove to Luke that I was extremely happy just being with him, whether there was a ring on my finger or not.