On Christmas Eve, the love of my life got on one knee and proposed to me. I accepted.
He had been joking that an empty silver box sitting on the table was for a ring for me in 4 years when he could afford to actually buy one. He asked me to dance and we started dancing in the living room. He began saying such sweet words as we swayed to the music. Then, he told me the empty box on the table was no longer empty and had a gift in it for me. I opened it, and there inside was a wooden box. I grabbed the wooden box, knowing what it could be, and my hands began shaking as I opened it. He began laughing at me. When I opened it, he spoke of how even though I tell him he makes me a better person, I am the one that has made him better. He continued to speak of how I made him feel and how much he loved me. He took the ring from the box, got on one knee, and asked me to marry him. I couldn’t even speak the word yes for a few seconds.
My students are going to be THRILLED. Before Christmas break, they told me that I am going to get a diamond ring for Christmas. They said that would be my “Prefect Gift.” I can only imagine the adjectives they are going to use to describe my ring: KRISPY!
I plan on completing my commitment to the best of my ability. A few things are changing at my school in January, so maybe the next four months will become bearable. I will come back to Milwaukee for the summer, spend it wedding planning and hanging out with my fiancee and then returning to school for another nine months in August.
I’m pretty thrilled to see my life taking this path.