It's the first question they ask - the key occurrence that initiates the unavoidable chaos that will surely follow. How did he propose?
As a defining moment in the relationship, when a mere boyfriend becomes a fiance, the proposal story is one women love to hear and tell.
My own came on a very unexpected cold and rainy evening nearly four years ago. It was the dreariest Valentine's Day I'd ever seen. Working as a reporter in Wisconsin, with my boyfriend Patrick hundreds of miles away in Vermont, I volunteered to cover that evening's events, thus freeing up the other reporters to celebrate with their loved ones.
I clearly remember first meeting 98-year-old Reynold “Rainbow” Sjolander that night as he accepted a special award from the local historical society. He was one of the sweetest old men I'd ever met, and I felt privileged to be a part of his big night.
From there I stopped home for a quick break before heading over to a high school basketball game, where I would attempt to utilize my under-developed sports photography abilities to grab a great shot. Minutes after I arrived at the house, I got a call. Though he'd already wished me a "Happy Valentine's Day" earlier that morning, I figured Patrick wanted to spend some quality "phone time" together since we couldn't celebrate in person.
I, of course, was thrilled to hear from him. He was my everything, though we'd only been dating for just six weeks. Though the time line was short, I knew what I wanted. And, I guessed, my ultimate wants to confirm our future life together would come true with a proposal during his visit in two short weeks. I was wrong.
Almost instantly, from the unusual nervous sound in his voice, I knew what he was doing. "No, honey. Don't do this now. I'll see you in a couple of weeks." I laugh when I think about it now, remembering how I instantly began pacing around the dining room, trying to convince an obviously decided man not to propose.
Then I had my realization. I sat down, calmed myself into a normal state of mind and told him to ignore me and go ahead and say what he needed to say. Those next few sentences changed my life.
Patrick told me that he knew he'd being seeing me soon, and though it would have been much more romantic in person, he just couldn't wait any longer. He needed to know. A message I knew came from the depths of his heart was followed by, "Will you spend the rest of your life with me?"
"Of course," I almost shouted in the phone, which was oddly followed by, "I'd love to talk, but I really have to get to this basketball game. I love you!" And out the door I went.
My proposal was in no way what I expected, yet it was perfect. Check out the proposals below that happened on camera right here in Minneapolis.