#throwbackthursday

#throwbackthursday

This is from 2010- YES, a whole two years ago! This week was one of the most hard weeks I had ever been through with my family... it was full of many laughs, awkward tension, unknown information, scared feelings, hurt hearts, and for me... one of the best days of my life that I had been waiting TWO YEARS for... I got engaged to my best friend and now my husband.

He is the best. He has the best intentions as well. :) Before we left for camping he talked to a family friend of ours to be praying for my family and himself as he was preparing to ask my dad again (yes, you read correctly) for my hand in marriage. Knowing that these friends pray for us often I believe Daniel came in pretty confident. This was the first year Daniel was invited to go camping and he was making a pretty bold move.

After he asked (and I had NO idea), there was a lot of "clearing of air" I had to do with my family. A lot of questions about my future popped up and I had no idea. For a long time I was never as honest with my parents as I could be... in fear of disappointment and a conflict. So most of the time, I let them hear what they wanted but this trip changed all of that. At this point, I STILL had no idea Daniel had the ring, talked to my dad (and sister), and all I knew the big elephant in the room came out. :) 

A couple days later, when the tensions settled... we took a nice long walk around the lake. With my parents and sitting hiding in the bushes following us... he finally took a knee and proposed to me! My first answer was, "My parents said it's ok?" This of course with tears and an over exaggerated loud wale. (haha) With that, I said "YES!" and then 13 months we got married.

Photo Credit: My Sister :)

Engagement for me was not realistic. I would have MUCH rather had him with me in California planning a wedding... spending more time in person than the phone or skype. But through those 13 months, I learned a lot about him and myself that I never knew. For the first month we were together in California, the next three to four months he was in Taiwan with his family (15 hr. difference sucks) and I was in Michigan finishing my last semester... and then we both ended back in California (me) and Washington (Daniel). But to this day, I wouldn't change mind to no, I wouldn't have wanted to be proposed to anywhere else, and I am so thankful my family and I went through what we did. We are now a 6 pack: my parents, my sister and her husband, and myself and Daniel. I absolutely LOVE my family.

Daniel, I love your heart. I love you. And I am so thankful for you!

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