One thing I always reflect upon and remember is New Years Eve 1999. It was the turn of a new century and Scott and I were dating. We went out New Years Eve; dinner at Olive Garden, a movie which I don't remember. I think it was Anna & the King. Then I wanted to go dancing. Growing up, that was the tradition, the big new Years Eve dance at the mall. So Scott took me to a place where he said "there was a dance." It was dark and very foggy that night. All I could see was a field of darkness and fog. I told him he must be smokin' something because there was NO dance there. No lights, people, cars...NOTHING. I had NO idea where we were! He said wait here and got out of the car and ran into the fog. He came back a couple times and got stuff out of the trunk and kept running back and forth. Soon, car pulled up behind me; and then I saw the red and blue lights flashing. YEP, it was the cops. Oh this is going to be good. An officer came up to my window asking if I was okay. I told him I was fine, I was just waiting for my boyfriend who ran into the fog. I made the mistake of saying that I really had no idea where he was and neither did I. (I was living in Salt Lake still and wasn't too familiar with Scott's area and surroundings.) The officer then asked if I had been drinking and proceeded to interrogate me about my evening.
I knew Scott had been in law enforcement previously and thought this was one of his friends. Then Scott showed up and the officer asked for his ID as well; then I knew it was real! I told him he was dead!
He then let me
get out of the car, told me to close my eyes and hold his hand. He took me through the fog; making sure I didn't stumble in my heels. When he told me to open my eyes, there was a Gazeebo in front of me with a picnic table. it was covered with a table cloth, candles, music playing, a bottle of Sparkling Cider, two goblets and a long white box. He then took me in his arms and danced with me. We sat and toasted the end of 1999 and talked about what we wanted to see in 2000. We then heard the cheers and horns start bringing in the New Year. He handed me the big box and had me open it. It was a dozen long stemmed red roses, they were beautiful. I started to put the lid back on when he told me there was something else in there. Then I saw it, a small black velvet box. I picked it up and held it in my hands. My heart started pounding, my eyes began to fill with tears and time stood still. He finally had to open it and show me. It was a ring (Only obvious right??) He took it out and said that one thing he wanted to do in the New Year was to marry me, then asked if I would marry him. Tears were streaming down my face; I was so full of emotion I couldn't speak. He placed the ring on my finger and then pointed out that I hadn't answered his question. All I could do was nod my head up and down.For a girl, she dreams of this moment and how romantic she wants this to be and how full of love this magic moment is. It was that way for me and it was sealed with the best kiss ever!
We went back to his house to put Josh to bed and I called my family. Of course they were up, it wasn't even New Years yet. Mom asked what I was doing and I told her "I'm sitting her talking to my fiancee!" She cheered so loud I had to hold the phone away. Dad got on the phone and then congratulated us as well. Then I found out that....mom KNEW I was getting engaged that night and had actually started telling people at home! How nice, mom and people at home knew BEFORE I did!
It is now 10 years later, wow, what a ride it has been. Three children, a home addition, 3 cars, 3rd & 4th dog later. I have to remind him that he has to carry on the tradition by giving me a fabulous kiss like the night he proposed. Needless to say, the magic from that moment is gone. Kissing is now old news I guess because all I got tonight was just a peck on the lips. That's okay, I'm actually too tired so I'm going to bed...alone, while HE stays up.
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