I'm still trying to let it sink in. Looking at the ring on my finger, I feel like I'm dreaming. It's hard to stop smiling. Here's the story:
On Sunday evening after work, we went for a walk at Latta Plantation. Part way down a trail in the woods, we came to a small table and two chairs. Quentin told me it was for our dinner.
When we finished eating, Quentin started taking M&M's out of a bowl and putting them on my plate. One said Em&Em's and another had a picture of us on it. Then he showed me one that said I Love You.
At that point, I began to suspect what might be coming. We had agreed earlier in our relationship to not say "I love you" unless we became engaged.
Quentin asked, "Do you remember when we said that we could tell each other that?" I said yes.
Then he got down on one knee and said, "I love you Emily. Will you marry me?" And he pulled out a ring box. I said, "Yes. Because I love you, too." Then we hugged each other for a long time.
Quentin worked hard to make the evening special for me, and I definitely felt/feel very loved. He is such a kind and generous man who showers me with gifts and blessings that I don't deserve. I am so very excited to begin planning our wedding together, and greatly look forward to the day when I get to marry the man who captured my heart.
I love you, Quentin Whitaker!
