We always talked about getting married and having kids so I already knew I was gonna marry my man. It was all a matter of when he would do it.
We took a 2 week vacation down to Newfoundland to visit his parents and family. Such a beautiful place to go.
He proposed one night in front of his grandparents old house where the apple tree used to be that he played on as a kid. His grandparents have since passed away. It meant a lot to him to do it where he grew up as a kid.
He was planning on doing it when we took a 3 day camping trip to the east coast of Newfoundland while we were sight seeing. But he couldnt wait till then. He had the ring for 3 weeks and was dying to give it. So he did about 4 days into our vacation.
It meant alot to him and everyone I tell the story to gets goosebumps.
