We are engaged.
My love arrived, took me out for a night of Bach, came home, poured me a glass of wine, and gave me a handwritten letter (I had been asking for one, he writes the world's best love letters.)
Near the end, I could hear his heart pounding through his chest. The last sentence was 'With this, I have a question to ask of you...'
I smiled. He got down on one knee. And calmly, I said "yes".
I doubt a lot of things in the world, but he is not one of them. He is my love. My exhale. The warm hand I want in mine. The eyes that took away every doubt I ever had about love. With him, the future looks bright.
I have been thinking a lot about the future. About my goals and dreams. And while I'm still figuring them out, he is the one constant. I now have even more motive to plan my next steps. I am scared and excited in a good way.
We celebrated our engagement by immediately calling our families and messaging friends. You couldn't have wiped he grin off my face if you tried.
We spent the weekend having a celebration staycation at the Fairmont Waterfront.
The whole staff made us feel special.
We were given glasses of our favourite bubbly and many warm congratulations.
We had a fun night out ith friends, followed by an Easter brunch with family, and then spent our last night simply enjoying each others company and the room.
With a view like this, it's hard to ever want to leave.
On Monday we played tourist, walking around Vancouver, grabbing lunch and coffee, strolling through Stanley park and visiting the aquarium.
In the evening we made a taco dinner for our family, celebrated a little more, then cuddled into bed with a movie.
My heart is so warmed by all the congratulations and love that has come our way.
Now we have one more week with each other before he's back to California, but a whole future to plan.