Merry Christmas! B beat me to proposing (on the gondola headed up the mountain) (I cried, he cried, Deacon was entirely ambivalent looking out the window for animals).
I’ve got his ring ready and am planning to propose on our romantic train trip. At least I can be pretty certain he’ll say yes, now. 😂
(Just a point of clarity: my ring was made by an independent artisan using lab-grown diamonds. The cost/ethical issues with most diamond rings are ridiculous.)
On Monday at 3:07pm the love of my life asked me to marry him. The eclipse was in totality and he presented the ring in a luxury ball. Under the dark star, I said yes. 💕💜
Because of my BPD and some of the emotional baggage I carry, I never imagined anyone loving me enough to propose. We ended our vacation in the best way possible.
The ring is perfect, gray mossionite.
Our friend was dropping hints by asking for pictures and I thought he just wanted pics of Indiana. Whole time I had no idea.