Today marks three years since Drew asked me to marry him. That’s us just after he popped the question and I said yes. He proposed in Central Park (where we were married a few months later) on a snowy, wintry Friday afternoon just after work. I met him at the entrance of the park which was, at the time, just a few blocks from where we were living. A week earlier I had given him my great-grandmother’s engagement ring (which I had procured from my mother over the recent holidays) and told him to have it sized and give it back to me when he was ready.
So on February 6, 2009, we met in Central Park for a Friday evening stroll and, as we were crossing over one of the bridges near the southwest entrance, he made some motion to the sidewalk below and said as nonchalantly as he could muster: “Oh, look!” I peered over the edge of the bridge and saw the words “Wendy, Will you marry me? — Drew” written in big sidewalk chalk. I said “yes” and the rest, as they say, is history. Later this week will mark one year since I found out I was pregnant with Jackson — another exciting day in our lives, for sure.
In addition to these dates, we also acknowledge the day our mutual friend put us in touch with each other for the first time (April 19th), the day of our blind date (May 5th, which also happens to be my mom’s birthday) and, of course, our wedding anniversary (July 24th). We don’t “celebrate” all these occasions, but if we remember, we at least make some verbal note of it and sort of acknowledge the passing of time and how well things have worked out so far.
What about you? Do you and your significant other have special dates on the calendar you mark every year? And if you’ve been engaged, what was your proposal like?