Tuesday, October 17, 2017

The Day I Said “Yes”

October 17, 2010 is a day I hold very dear to my heart. Matthew had came home for leave a week prior to see his family before his first deployment to Afghanistan. I knew he would probably propose but I didn’t know whether it would be while he was home. I had planned on leaving to go back to Beaufort with him for a few days and then I wouldn’t be back down there until the actual day he was going to deploy. So the night we were leaving for Beaufort he sat our families down in Demo’s and asked for my fathers approval. Being I was an immature eighteen year old girl, I slipped underneath the table; too scared to address my families reaction.

(These were taken while Matthew was on leave)

My father handled everything much better than I had expected. My mother was concerned I wouldn’t finish college. Matthew reassured her that we would not get married if he thought for one second I would give up school. So around midnight we finally left for Beaufort. If I am correct it was only a three day trip so I knew if he was going to propose he didn’t have much time.

We spent the first two days going to different places and hanging out. My mom had drove down and I was going to ride back with her. The morning of the 17th, I laid my clothes out on the bed trying to decide which outfit to wear. My mom had ran to get us breakfast and as I sat on the edge of the bed I could see Matthew pick up a box and stuff it down into his Wranglers. I knew then that today was the day! In a way I wish I would have never had seen the box but everything happens for a reason. I asked Matthew which outfit I should wear and he chose a simple cream cotton dress that I paired with cowboy boots.

We walked around downtown Beaufort, observing the historical houses on the waterfront. Afterwards, we ate lunch at a favorite place of mine, Panini’s. It was so beautiful outside that we chose to eat overlooking the water. We then hopped in the truck and began driving towards Parris Island. Matthew acted like we were going to pass it but then last minute decided to turn. I knew then that this was it. My heart was beating out of my chest as we drove down the long stretch of road surrounded by water.

We drove and drove until we reached Elliot’s Beach (my favorite place in the entire world). It is at the very back of Parris Island and looks over the water. There is a small cliff in-between some trees and I would often go there when I would visit Matthew. I felt safe there and I spent many days talking to God on that cliff. We parked the truck and sat on the edge. For a long time there was nothing but silence until Matthew said, “If I asked you to marry me would you say yes?” I replied, “I don’t know. I guess you would have to ask me to know my answer.” I thought for sure this was it, but instead he asked what I wanted for dinner.

parris island

Right then I thought I had blew it. I was so mad at myself. We then stood up and I began to walk back to the truck when I realized Matthew was not next to me. I turned around and he was on one knee. I honestly can’t remember what exactly he said but I do remember saying, “Yes! Of course!”

Looking back, I can’t believe it has been seven years ago already. We have grown so much and we still continue to grow in our relationship. We have since been through three deployments, college, cosmetology school, seven moves, purchased our land and built our home. Not to mention bringing Waylon into this world. It has been a lot but I couldn’t imagine doing life with anyone else.

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