i always wanted to be proposed to at the dock...
The gleaming lights on the other side, reflecting on the surface of lake okanagan... my lake.
The inky black sky with the sparse stars strewn across it's surface, giving just enough light to accompany the gentle lapping of waves on shore.
It ended up being a foggy February night when he asked - and i - in my discomfort over our circumstances - rushed the boy who slipped that ring on my finger as he murmured the words i'll always remember that night by.
"& it's not because of the baby..." was his proposal.
And my gentle husband staked our claim on life, promised me the world - and saw the happiness in store.
& it's not February... it's not our May anniversary either... it's not a special unique day.
It's just today.
15 years, 3 months and 13 days in.
i still say yes.