Today, I'd like to tell you all about the moment I was asked, 'Will you marry me?'.
I woke up on the 17th of September thinking it would be just like any other day. It was the day after The Boy and I reached our five year anniversary and to celebrate he was taking me to Loch Lomond to enjoy a picnic. After a two hour journey we reached Luss, gathered our supplies and walked along a stretch of beach to find a quiet spot. Blankets, cheese and bread, prosecco, and even a cupcake stand - it was the perfect picnic and I was suitably impressed. As the hours passed by, the sun began to set and the beach became somewhat quiet. As I was poured my final glass of prosecco, I looked around, simply soaking up the pretty views of the loch in silence. In that moment, I hear The Boy call my name, I turn around, and he's propped on one knee with a ring box in his hand. My heart stopped a beat. It was then a mixture of me exclaiming 'are you kidding me on?' and The Boy giving me his meaningful words before I gleefully explained, 'well yes!' and the ring was placed on my finger.
The moments following I was almost in dis-belief at what just happened. A mixture of happy tears, kisses, cuddles and pictures made up the next hour, and as what just happened began to sink in, I was filled with complete happiness. It's truly difficult to describe a moment so magical in just a few words but this really was one of the most precious, surreal, and special moments of my (our) life.
Loch Lomond is our place. It's the place of so many happy memories and somewhere we always love to go to escape the city. Now it's so much more than that and I'm so thankful our little spot of heaven is just a short car drive away.
I once read a quote about moments in life. It goes: 'Live for the moments you can't put into words'. This was truly one of those.
XoXo
