Wanna take a walk?

The second part of our engagement story. You can catch the first part here.

Where I last left you, I was contemplating talking with FI about the timeline of getting engaged and married.

The drive to Rhody took way longer than expected, and we decided to unpack the moving truck the next day, as we were all exhausted. So, we chilled out for a bit, and then I noticed that both FI and his mom were missing. But, I really just thought that it was that she needed help with something, so I didn't think anything of it. That night, we all hit the sack for an actual night's rest in a bed, since we drove through the night on our moving trip.

While we were unpacking the next day, I kept replaying the conversations that I had with FI and with my mom about this whole getting engaged thing. I came to the conclusion that I would talk with FI after everyone went to bed that night, and just let him know that I understood that it was his decision but that I didn't understand why it couldn't be sooner than later. After successfully unpacking, everyone got cleaned up and ready for that night's dinner with my godfather and his husband, which we had planned for a few weeks since my mom was going to be in town.

While we were waiting for my mom and FI's parents to get ready, FI asked if I wanted to go watch our first sunset at the house down by the river. So, we took a walk down the path in the woods to the water to watch the sunset.

We were both so excited to be back in Rhody, and I apparently wouldn't stop moving around - not cooperating at all with FI's plan. FI finally got me to stand still and look away from him, telling me to look at a (nonexistent) boat across the way. When I turned back around, FI was on one knee with the ring in hand. Then he said "Will you marry me?"

I was absolutely shocked! I cried! I hugged him! I asked him if he was serious, and then I said, "Yes!" FI took the ring out of the box and placed it on my finger. We hugged again, cried some more, and spent a few minutes down by the water before going up to the house to share the news with our parents and call and text our family and friends.

My Mom, FI, and me approx. 20 minutes post-proposal / Personal Picture

FMIL, FI, me, and FFIL approx. 20 minutes post-proposal / Personal Picture

So, I didn't end up having to talk with FI after all, and when we had that conversation a few weeks ago about getting engaged and married, he had just ordered my engagement ring! He was apparently freaking out inside, thinking that I had somehow found out that he had ordered the ring! What a sneak, trying to fool me....

Engagement Ring / Personal Picture *Please ignore FI's foot....

Engagement Ring / Personal Picture

We need to talk

This is the first part of our engagement story. It's long. I'm sorry.


Before college graduation, FI had told me that we would likely get engaged after he graduated college, since he is a year younger than I. When that Spring came, I started making hints about getting engaged, but with FI's decision to go to grad school full time, we both knew that the time wasn't right yet, financially.


So, FI and I moved to Indiana for two years while he was getting his masters degree. After his graduation, I started approaching the subject again, dropping a few hints, and telling him about other friends' engagements, hoping to ignite some fire under his butt.


When FI and I decided that we were going to move back to RI after he finished grad school, my mom insisted on flying out to help us make the drive halfway across the country. My parents live in Georgia, so this was very very generous of her to do, especially since it wasn't necessarily going to be a relaxing trip. But it didn't matter to her because it gave her an opportunity to see me, which now that we were living 1000 miles apart, was very infrequently.


Mom and I drove my car with the two cats in the backseat from Indiana to Rhody. Spending 15+ hours together in the car, we talked a lot, and one of our conversations was about getting engaged and married. I told her about a conversation I had with FI a few weeks prior about this subject, and FI had told me that he could see us getting engaged in the two years, but not married until after that. It tore my heart to pieces, thinking that the engagement was still so far down the line, but I accepted it, and just told myself that he's not ready. I stopped the conversation so as not to lose my cool, and just figured that I had a ways to wait.


My mom, being the rational person, told me that if I felt different, I needed to have a talk with FI and tell him that I was ready to get engaged and married and that while it was his decision about when he was going to propose, I really didn't think that waiting two years was necessary and realistic. So, I agreed, and began contemplating when and how to have this conversation with FI.


But, since this is getting so long, I'll end this part here, and you can look out for the next part. :)