Our Married Life

I’m pretty sure everyone wants to know the details of our engagement. Some of it is pretty intimate, but I will share my side of the story. Who knows what Brian was feeling at the time…much more nervous than I was, I’m sure.

It was Monday afternoon around 3. We just got off the Circle Line cruise in NYC. We went back to the hotel and had lunch and warmed up a bit. Finally we decided to take the subway down to 5th Avenue and Madison to FAO Schwartz. On the way there, I was cold, so we stopped at street vendor to buy a 5 dollar pashmina. Dirt cheap, I know. Somehow, we stumbled upon Tiffany and Co. I had to stop and go in because it’s one of the landmarks. I also wanted to show Brian the ring I tried on the week before. After walking 4 stories of stairs, we got to the second floor. Yes, it was 4 stories…or so it seemed. We walked around, and of course no one wanted to service us; we’re just a couple of tourists. Finally I stopped. I was tired, and at that moment I didn’t really care anymore…I just wanted hug Brian. As I leaned against him, I felt his heart pounding. At that moment, I felt nothing else mattered. It was just the two of us. I actually thought he was tired from the walk or something, so I looked up and asked if he was tired and feeling ok. All of a sudden, he said something like “Here try this on”. I looked down and saw a ring in his hands. He got down on his knees and said “I love you, will you marry me?” At that moment, I didn’t know what to think. For a split second I actually thought he went to one of the sales person and asked for a ring for us to try on…but then I knew better. I grabbed him, wrapped my arms around and mumbled something like “Oh my God.” I was shocked (in a good way). It was totally random. I didn’t even say yes, until he whispered the question again. I finally realized we were in the middle of the store, and grabbed his hands so we can leave.

On the way down, I realized the ring didn’t fit, so we went back upstairs to customer service. At this moment, the ring is still being resized. I can’t wait to get it back. But most importantly, I am engaged to Brian Behrend, the man I love. I promise to make you the happiest man alive, just as you have to me. Ok enough cheese, I think I’m embarrassing him.

Of course I’ll let Brian tell you the whole story about his original plans of proposing.

Note: Brian didn’t get the ring there…although it is a Tiffany’s ring, he got it a month before the trip. Totally surprised me, since we never shopped for rings together…

:-)