My husband proposed to me four years ago this Thursday (2-16). Since we don’t do Wordless Thursday, I decided to go ahead and post it for Wordless Wednesday.
Here’s the abridged version of our engagement story:
I’m a giant science nerd. I always have been, and I always will be (I owned a microscope at 8, collected bugs and filed them as correctly as possible, in terms of taxonomy, from the age of 5. I majored in a science in college and basically minored in another area of science, I love teaching science to anyone and everyone who will listen, I identify best with Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory… you get the idea). My love of science isn’t limited to one field, but my heart lies with genetics (and marine biology).
My husband set up a whole display in an exhibit about the human genome at a local museum where I was volunteering. My mom’s birthday is Feb. 13th, so he set it up to propose the weekend my mom was going to be coming into town to celebrate with us. The picture is of some of the flowers that he had waiting and a sign he had made to go in a huge timeline of scientific discoveries throughout the ages.
We walked through the exhibit, and I got to the end of the timeline and read it. I had no clue he was proposing, but I kept looking at it thinking “um.. I made a significant scientific contribution? Really? What did I discover?” I turned around, and he was down on one knee with a slideshow playing of things we had done together.
It was perfect.