Welcome to this week’s Valentine’s Edition of Aloha Friday.
“In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response.”
Since tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, most people are thinking about love. My question for this week is:
How did your significant other propose to you (or you to them)?
Mine is actually a pretty funny story – my hubby always referred to me as his fiance from fairly early on, even though there was no official proposal at the time and no ring. On Valentine’s Day 2000, he had a really bad cold and was feeling miserable, so instead of going out to dinner that night, I offered to come over to his apartment and cook dinner for him. He didn’t have much of an appetite and looked really miserable, so I told him we should maybe postpone our Valentine celebration until the weekend, or at least until he was feeling better. But he insisted I open his Valentine’s Day gift from him, because he didn’t want me to wait. He handed me a wrapped box the size of a ring box, and explained: “I could only get part of it for now, when I save up some more, I’ll buy the rest”.
I’m all excited, thinking he was talking about an engagement ring/wedding ring set, that he got the engagement ring, but would buy the wedding ring at a later date. The wrapping paper fell to the side and revealed a velvet ring box. I looked at him and smiled, then opened the box, and tried not to let my disappointment show. Inside the ring box was indeed a ring – but just the setting. There was no stone, just empty prongs staring at me. I looked at my fiance inquisitively, and he reiterated that he couldn’t afford the whole thing, that he would pick out a nice diamond at a later time. I tucked the box away safely – I was impressed that he remembered I like both silver and gold, so the setting he picked out was both yellow and white gold. It was perfect.
Over the next couple of years, any time we’d be at a jewelry store he’d ask my opinion about different rings and/or diamonds. On the fourth of July weekend in 2002, we were watching a movie when he casually mentioned: “Oh, I picked something up for you today.” He handed over a ring box and told me to open it. This time, when I opened the box, there was the ring setting he had picked out for me, but this time the prongs held the most beautiful princess cut diamond I had ever seen. I gave him a hug and a kiss – then asked him if there was a question that went along with the ring…he replied: “Oh, yeah, I guess there is…will you marry me?”
Happy Aloha Friday!