Marriage Proposal Stories

What with Valentines Day fast approaching (wonder which box of chocs I will get this year) it got me thinking back to the early days when things were a bit, not a lot, more romantic. The days when I would get a hug and maybe a pinch on the butt when he came home from work instead of the ‘what’s for dinner?, ‘did you put the bins out?’, etc I get now are long gone, I know.

The most romantic thing that my hubby has ever done was the way that he proposed. It’s one of those marriage proposal stories that you probably had to be there (don’t think that would have worked) to get the true romantic feeling. Anyway, we were over in Paris on holiday. That’s right the ‘city of love’, off to a good start so far, eh? I wanted to climb the Eifel Tower, so we started to climb. Now I should mention that my hubby does infact have a fear of heights – not a huge fear but enough to make his face as white as ‘Casper’ the ghost and cling onto the rail until his knuckles were white – this was when we were only on the second step – only kidding we were half way up at this point. I did ask him if he wanted to go down but he said no he wanted to get to the top which to be honest I did think it was a bit strange at the time but we carried on.

We made it to the top even though he had now changed from a Casper colour to looking very green! It was there that he asked me to marry him. I was shocked – was this the same guy who had put this weekend on hold for a football tournament? Naturally, I said NO I didn’t want to be married to some guy who couldn’t get to the top of the Eifel Tower without changing colours! Only kidding, of course I said YES.

Don’t get me wrong he didn’t go down on one knee or have a ring with him (he wanted me to choose it myself – thinks I am fussy – don’t know where he gets that idea from), but it was a really special moment and a moment that I will never forget.

Please share your marriage proposal stories with us.