Happy Valentine’s Day!

February 14th, 2013… If you have been able to follow along on my blog, you might realize that is the same year as the car accident June 28th, 2013… So 4 months and 14 days before the accident,  I made dinner reservations at a very nice restaurant. Barbacoa actually. This would be the night I proposed to my ex-wife. She wore a very nice dress, and I a tuxedo. I hyped myself up and distinctly remember this very warm feeling that consumed my body that evening. I told myself… Tonight is the Night… You got this… She’s going to be yours forever!

Luck would have it that we just so happened to be seated right next to an older couple that were good friends with the restaurant owner. I don’t remember how we came about talking to them and learning all this information exactly, but, it happened and they even helped me plot my proposal. I wish I remembered their names, for now I will just refer to them as him and her or he and she… We established enough of a friendship the short hour we were there at this point, that they were willing to help me anyway they can pull this off.

We came up with the plan that she was going to make up an excuse to take my ex-wife to the ladies room with her. While they were in there I was to get staged at the end of the wine tunnel directly in front of a water fountain with candles all over It, ready to drop to one knee. This is where the restaurant owner would be ready and waiting to get everybody’s attention. The restaurant was packed!

As I stood there waiting for my ex to come out of the ladies room… It seemed like forever and I couldn’t take my eyes off the bathroom door. Finally the door opened and both ladies were headed my way. I stood there waiting nervous shaky and one hand in my pocket holding the engagement ring. The restaurant owner asked for everyone’s attention. Even if I wanted to turn back (I didn’t) it was too late now… Here she comes, the time is now!

At this point all eyes are on me as she gets closer and closer. Boom I dropped to one knee with my hand out holding the engagement ring… Calling her by her first middle and last name, following with will you marry me. I don’t know why but I remember her eyes seeming so big. After what seemed like forever, she looked down at me, eyes full of tears… she finally responded, yes, Yes I will. I was wrong, but I thought we were going to be together forever. That being said though, looking back I have no regrets. Everything happens for a reason and it was a huge learning experience. I learned how not to act and how to act and I learned that I need to have boundaries no matter who I’m dating. I learned that communication is extremely important matter what your wife comes first right after your children.

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