Dec 31, 2009
We were going to be getting married in September but we change it to December, because my favorite and only little brother Terrence "TJ" is in the army and he will still be stationed in Germany by the time of the wedding and will not be home until the week before Christmas and he is supposed to be escorting me down the aisle because my father is marrying my FI and I and he will not be able to do it even though he wants to but he is a pastor and I wouldn't anyone other than my father doing it . so, my FI and I thought this out very hard and we still though we still have alot to do. We thought since both of our families LOVE to party why don't we have a New Years Wedding. One because we love to party and my brother will be home in time! So our new wedding date is....... 12.31.09! Now we have more time! We changed the date for the hall and the other minor things we did. Now I am focusing and not putting everything off:)
How we met
My cousin was my best friend at the time (we later had an unrelated falling out in which she betrayed me), and she was good friends with a guy. She developed a crush on him, and when he didn't return her feelings, she told me that he said and did horrible things to her. I believed her, and engaged him in many online verbal battles. Stupid, yes, but I was fourteen. He was amused, and seventeen. By the time I realized he could have been a good friend, it was too late, or so i thought. Then my cousin confessed that she had lied. He and I lost contact for a year and I contacted him out of the blue, and apologized. He accepted and we became friends. He was there for me through the hardest year of my life when four friends died and two best friends betrayed me along with half my family. The time was always off, especially age wise, and we were both in relationships throughout the couple years that followed. I graduated at 16, and he promised to be like my big brother at college. I realized then that my feelings were changing. We started dating when I was seventeen, because we realized we were falling for each other.
We knew we wanted to get married some day. I was ready but I wasn't sure he was, so I tried not to talk about it too much. I didn't want to scare him away from the idea completely. All the while he knew that whenever he decided to propose that I wanted it to be a complete surprise. He also knew that I wanted a round diamond and white gold. Other than that, the rest was up to him. He ended up proposing to me the night we took my mom and dad out to dinner and a ballet for my mom's birthday. He said he knew I would only be focused on making sure my mom has a good time since we were all there for her birthday. After dinner we (my fiance and I) took a little walk along the bayou (which the city has done up really nicely with a sidewalk and tree's and flowers and benches, etc) while my parents moved the car. I sat down on a bench because my shoes were more for looks than for comfort. While sitting we were both looking around and he said "This spot is nice. I could propose to you here." I said "It is pretty. And stop joking around". He's joked around about proposing before. Next thing I know it he's in front of me down on one knee pulling a ring box out of his coat pocket. He opens it and says he loves me and asks me to marry him. After what seemed like an eternity of shock I finally said yes. It was such a huge surprise and so romantic. I will never forget it.