I’ve read countless articles about how big and important the decision to get married is. It is a big decision. It’s life changing and definitely not something to be taken lightly. My relationship with Joe I wouldn’t say is necessarily easy, however, it has always felt natural and unforced. Being with Joe has always felt like the right thing and I think that’s how I knew that when the time came, I would say yes to spending and doing life with him.
Our proposal story isn’t a huge, romantic one like you see on Youtube. There weren’t rose petals everywhere, we weren’t dressed fancy, and we didn’t have a photographer hiding in the bushes to capture the moment of surprise. Our proposal was ultimately “Kait & Joe” and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
To start out, I knew that it was going to be coming at some point. We had talked about getting married and we were just waiting for the “right time.” We had gone to the jewelers to inquire about replacing some opals in this old ring from my late Grandma Conrad. Naturally, they were having a sale, and of course the salesperson started showing us engagement rings. And low and behold, sitting there in the case is the ring I had be dreaming of. Okay, that makes it sound more romantic than it was, but I instantly fell in love with this ring. Joe and I headed to a coffee shop, ordered some drinks, sat down, and after 30 minutes, we decided we were ready to take this leap.
However, after that day, we weren’t engaged...not yet. We decided we were going to start this next chapter of life, but I wanted Joe to actually propose. I’m a romantic, what can I say? I knew we would get engaged, I just didn’t know when.
Fast forward to a few days and I come home from work. It’s Tuesday. I walk in the door and Joe’s making ribs, which in itself is a surprise, because since he’s on third shift, he’s rarely awake when I come home. I walk in the kitchen and get started on a side dish, then head to the bedroom to change out of my work clothes. I see that the guest room door is closed, and I turn to Joe and ask him why. “I don’t know,” he says. I go to open the door and when I see inside, I see the most Joe decorated set up. There are Christmas lights strung up, only half of them actually working. Hung from the lights is a sign made from cardboard, saying “Hey...Wanna get married or something?”
It was...perfect. It was wonderful. It wasn’t some big public display, it wasn’t over the top. It was us.
We didn’t get engaged purely because of the ring. We got engaged because we’re in love, we support and care for one another, and we made this choice to do life together. The ring was just a “sign”, if you will.
We are just over two months married. I’m not an expert on getting engaged or being married, but there are two things I’ve learned from my own engagement experience.
1) The best proposals are ones that are done to reflect who you and your future fiance are. Joe and I are pretty down to earth, chill people, and that’s what ours was.
2) There is never a moment I can recall when we knew we were “ready” to get married. We had been talking about, the ring was on sale, and it was beautiful. Marriage is a choice that two people who love and respect each other make. It’s probably one of the best choices I’ve made.
So here’s to saying yes and to the story that started a new chapter in our lives. Also, check out this wonderfully grainy photo of us after he got down on one knee. It makes my heart so incredibly happy every time I look at it.