I didn’t mean to leave it so long before I shared part three of our story, but with moving house and Christmas life got a bit busy.
Anyway if you read part two, I left you after our first official date. If you missed the start, part one is here.
After our first date things moved really quickly, I think because we knew each other already we instantly felt familiar with each other and comfortable. Christmas was approaching and we spent Christmas Day separately with our own families during the day and then got together in the evening.
In January we had heavy snow and we both worked from home, unable to travel to the office. At lunchtime we took Alfie (my dog) for a walk, he loved the snow and it was wonderful seeing all the children out on their sledges.
We went on a walk that we had done so many times before and then all of a sudden Andy got down on one knee and proposed. I was totally not expecting it to happen at that moment. We had spoken about it and I knew that it would happen soon, with a sneaky suspicion it would happen on our weekend to Devon we had booked in February.
But there he was asking me right now in the snow and I immediately said yes. There was no ring, it was back at the house. Because it turns out he was planning on asking me in Devon, but then it just felt right to do it at that moment.
It might not be a big lavish engagement proposal, but it was just perfect. We went back home and he did it all again with the ring.
We then had a problem. I was desperate to tell my parents and I didn’t want to do it over the phone. It was snowing, but Andy drove me over to their house. It may only have been ten minutes down the road, but it was the longest and slowest drive ever. In fact we couldn’t even make the final bit. So, I jumped out and walked the rest.
I can’t imagine what my parents must have been thinking when I knocked on the door and told them I was getting married in the middle of a snow storm. They were both really happy for us and bless my mum, she put her coat on and walked back with me to congratulate Andy.
We then drove back home, past our favourite Chinese restaurant and picked up a take away. It was the perfect end to a day that had not gone as I expected. But was a day that I will never forget…
