When I tell people that CBG proposed to me while we were on vacation – in the Cayman Islands! Hello, romance! The first thing I’m always asked was did I know it was coming. The answer is no. While CBG and I have discussed marriage, and even though I recently declared on my blog that I planned on getting married someday, I honestly had no expectation that it was going to happen on this cruise.
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I was looking forward to the first formal evening of the cruise. I had a super-hot dress and beyond FABULOUS pair of shoes that I couldn’t wait to show off. I love having an excuse to get dressed up; and I love even more that CBG enjoys dressing up in a suit, too. And I gotta say, damn. My man can rock the suit and suit and tie.
As per usual, I took a long time getting ready. We were planning on getting some formal photos taken and I wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. And well, as any woman knows, sometimes that takes longer than anticipated. As time wore on, I could tell that CBG was getting a little bit antsy. He wanted to get down to the Captain’s Celebration before we had to head off to dinner.
Just before heading out of our room, CBG gave me the once-over (like he usually does) and told me how beautiful I looked. As per usual. One of the many wonderful things I can say about my man is that he always makes me feel beautiful and sexy. Before heading out the door he looked at me longingly and said, “I’m going to be the luckiest man on this ship tonight.” Now, that might be something that would tip off some women that something “might be up”…but honestly, these are the kind of words that I’m used to hearing from him. He’s quite the charmer.
We went downstairs and mingled around a bit. I had a yummy glass of red wine, CBG got a beer, and we enjoyed our mingling and chatting with some of the people we had met the evening before. There were a group of elderly ladies that got dubbed “The Cougars” and boy did they love CBG! heh. We mingled and chatted. The plan was to go to dinner and then return to the photo area and get some photos done.
At some point CBG started getting a little antsy. He suggested that perhaps we take a look around at some of the photo backdrops to see which ones we liked for when the time came. We spied the staircase and he said, “That looks like a nice one.” I agreed. Then rather unexpectedly, he suggested that we get our photo done right away, since we were both still looking fresh and the line-ups weren’t too long.
Lucky for him, I agreed. 😉
There was a bit of a lineup but we did what we always do….chatted and laughed up a storm. Soon it was our turn. CBG stepped behind me to let me go before him. I stepped up onto the step and turned around to see him saying something quietly to the photographer, and wondered for a moment what the snap he was doing.
I didn’t have to wonder for long.
He turned around, approached me, and the next thing I knew, he was lowering himself down on one knee.
And then time stopped.
I was aware of nothing else in the room. Nothing and no one else existed besides the man in front of me, staring up into my eyes with the biggest smile in the world, trembling with nervousness and excitement and love. The world continued to turn, people all over the world were living their lives, people in that very room were milling about, watching the scene unfold, but I heard none of it, saw none of it, felt none of it. We were the only two people in the entire universe.
It was the perfect moment. I could see the joy and excitement dancing in his eyes. I could hear the love and sincerity in his voice. This is the way I’ve always wanted to be loved my entire life. Love without judgement, without expectation. Pure acceptance. Absolutely joyful and free. I looked into his eyes and knew that this is where I wanted to be, where I’ve always belonged. It took us 36 years to be ready to meet…a lifetime of experiences — of love and loss — to learn the lessons we needed to learn, to become the people we were meant to be, so that we could love each other in exactly the way we were meant to be loved.
Of course I said yes.
What I failed to notice was that not only did we have an audience, but we had a photographer snapping photos. And well, for two people who always take photos of everything, these are photos that I will always treasure…until I’m a little old toothless lady in a rocking chair with my little old toothless husband by my side.
The man who made me believe not only in love, but in myself. In my own love-ability, my own strength, my own worth. In my ability to find – and hang onto – happiness. It’s always been there — he has always been there — I just needed to find him at exactly the right time.
And now that I have, I plan to never let him go.