Like most girls I dreamed of the day that a man would ask me to marry him. I dreamed of having a family all of my own. The day when someone would love me and think so highly of me that they wanted to spend the rest of their life with me.
The day that Jesse proposed was a fairly typical sunday, we went to church in the morning and then he surprised me with a picnic in commonwealth park.
I lived in Canberra for a total of 15 years and there are somethings I will always miss about that beautiful city. The frosts and fog on a cold winters morning, the hot air balloons that litter the lawns of old parliament house and commonwealth park at anytime of the year.
Being December it was a glorious day to be in the park, the sun was out. Flowers bloomed all around us and the ducks were super cute.
When Jesse got down on one knee and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him it truly was the happiest day of my life. I remember that I began to cry and the look on his face was of concern. I think I scared the poor boy into thinking that he done the wrong thing.
However he hadn't done the wrong thing at all he had done the very thing I had spent the last 18 months hoping, praying and wishing he would do. So my tears were tears of great joy.
If I didn't say it then or since I'm saying it now.
The day you asked me to be your wife awakened something in me and for the first time I truly believed that dreams could come true.
