Woo hoo! I made it to the last day of the blog challenge! I feel so accomplished right now! I really wanted to pick a topic that would be interesting for today, so I figured that since my proposal was pretty unique, I'd go ahead with that one. Everyone loves a good proposal story, right?
So in April/May of 2012, I was in the hospital for 10 days straight and other than my family and Kris, a trip to Disney World that was scheduled for May 8th was the only thing that got me through it. I kept telling my parents, "I need to be out of here by May 8th. I have to go to Disney." Now, of course, there was no guarantee that I'd be out of there by then; the doctors had no idea what was going on with me and why I was experiencing my symptoms. So I could've been in the hospital for months for all I knew.
While I was worried about my health, I figured that if I had something to look forward to, it would make it more bearable. So I was released from the hospital on May 4th and despite my family's warnings, I MADE them take me to Disney World. I figured that if I had gone through the hell that I went through in that hospital (I won't go into detail) then I deserved a vacation, no matter how weak I was.
So Kris, my family and I all set out to Disney World and while I was restricted to what I could and could not do because of my illness, it was still a really amazing time. Now I don't want to get into the specifics about what I was diagnosed with, let's just say that the doctors said that my life was pretty much over and I would have to be taken care of every day for the rest of my life because what I was diagnosed with, had no cure. And for Kris to stay with me, that meant a lot.
So one night while on that vacation, I wasn't feeling well and I wanted to stay in the hotel room. I was watching Pretty Woman with Kris (I'm sorry that I tortured you, honey) and he kept asking if I wanted to go outside and see the sunset. I kept saying no because I felt weak but he kept begging me. Eventually, I got up because he wanted us to go get food from the food court together.
We like to dance and be silly in public, so when we were walking and I felt him tug on my arm, I thought that he was trying to dance with me. So I yelled at him, "I don't want to dance right now!" and I was immediately horrified at my words because I saw him down on one knee, holding a little black box. I was in complete shock as the words, "Baby, will you marry me?" came out of his mouth. I just remember staring at the ring with my mouth open and I actually was so stunned that I forgot to answer him. Kris has bad knees so he snapped me out of it by saying, "Babe, my knees are starting to hurt, do you want to answer me?"
So I said "yes" and he slid the ring on my finger. When I finally realized what just happened, I kept saying to him over and over, "I can't believe that you just did that." The people that worked at the hotel at Disney came to us with buttons that said, "Just engaged" and my father bought us the Mickey and Minnie Mouse wedding ears. I called some of my friends and my grandmother to tell them the good news and Kris and I got a caricature done. Since my favorite princess is Jasmine, we got us on a magic carpet dressed as Aladdin and Jasmine and it is one of my most favorite possessions.
For me to be told that my life was over and then experience such happiness with someone that was willing to stay with me through it all, knowing how sick I was, is the most amazing gift that I could ever have been given. I am extremely blessed and I don't take it for granted. I truly am the luckiest girl in the world, not only to have proven those doctors wrong and cured myself, but to have someone who was with me and supported me the whole time. I am so lucky to now call him my husband. I love you, Kris.
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