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January 21, 2012

David’s Point of View

It turns out that Tara and Amanda (Keri’s friends) had my number. I found out after the fact that they’d already been planting expectations in Keri’s head for the upcoming weekend getaway to the cabin at the base of Mt. Rainier. She didn’t let on until after the big moment. It was Friday, October 15, 2010 and we were headed out to the Deep Forest Cabins which had become a favorite getaway of ours. A few weeks earlier I (nonchalantly) asked Keri if she wanted to take a trip with just the two of us. We hadn’t been out to the cabins by ourselves before; I was on edge when I asked her because I figured she would think something was up. She said it sounded like a great idea and didn’t seem suspicious.

By the time we were on our way to the cabin, I’d had the ring in the house for nearly 3 months and to say it was burning a hole in my pocket would be an understatement. I’d hidden it away and tried not to think about it. The last time I got Keri a ring I couldn’t even wait a full day before I gave it to her. To transport it out to the cabin I hid the ring underneath my trunk mat next to the spare tire and jack. I was super paranoid and that was the only place I could think that she’d be guaranteed not to look. A few weeks prior, I’d gone out to her parents house on a Friday to ask for their approval and also told my parents. Thank goodness everyone kept the secret under wraps.

We arrived at the cabin and began unloading our things from the car. After most everything was removed, I snuck out to grab the ring (wrapped in a sweatshirt) and brought it into the cabin. The layout of the cabin (similar to a studio apartment but with a bathroom the size of the living area) was not ideal for keeping a ring hidden until the big moment. As I worked up the courage and tried to find the perfect moment, I went back and forth into the bathroom to grab the ring and put the box in my pocket. The box was rather large so I was paranoid she’d see it. I think I went back and forth to the bathroom, taking it out of my pocket, then putting it back in, at least 4 or 5 times. I’m still surprised she didn’t think there was something wrong with me.

Right before I was about to propose, Keri says: “Hey, do you want to play a game?” I reluctantly say “yes”, and go put the ring back again. We played a game of Scrabble and decided to start making dinner. This was my moment. I retrieved the ring again and sat on the edge of the bed (which was in the kitchen just like a studio). Keri said: “We should probably get the water boiling for the pasta” to which I responded: “Yeah, probably” but didn’t move from the bed. After a few moments she turned around and asked if I was ok since I hadn’t gotten up to help. As she walked toward me I hugged her around the waist and she asked again if I was ok since my heart was beating through my chest. I dropped to one knee, told her how much she means to me, opened the ring box upside down (oops), and asked her to spend the rest of her life with me. As you’ve guessed by now, she said yes.

I don’t think a moment like this is ever exactly as you imagined. For me, it was better. As the shaking and tears began to settle we realized the bread was in the oven and burning (oops, again). Jack Johnson was playing in the background, but we never took note of the song. All I know is that I sit here a year later and can remember it like it was yesterday. I wouldn’t change a thing, and I can’t wait for January 21.

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