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…I was living in NYC. I took the train on a Friday afternoon to visit my “boyfriend”, Stephen, in CT. He had just moved into a new apartment and I was super excited to see it. He picked me up at the New Haven train station and greeted me with a big hug. On the way home we chatted about the coming weekend and what our plans were. When we got to Vernon (where his new apartment was located) I walked in the door to see the entire kitchen table covered in white flowers. There was a home made scrap book in the middle of the flowers that had pictures from the night of our first kiss, fraternity formals, senior week, weekends together, and several other memories. As I turned the last page, I knew what was coming. My hands were shaking and my eyes were filling with tears. The last page said in giant black letters “WILL YOU MARRY ME?”. I turned around to face my future husband, and he was down on one knee holding out a beautiful diamond ring. I cried, I hugged, I kissed, I said yes 🙂
3 years later we are happily married. We have been through some rough patches, but instead of growing apart through them we have gown together. He is my best friend, my support system, my de-stressor, and my biggest fan.
3 years ago we promised to spend our lives together. 3 years. 6 jobs. 3 apartments. 2 states. 1 house. 1 ever growing love.
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Two Lives, One Lifestyle 
Love this. Congrats on 3yrs.
Comment by lisaou11 July 7, 2010 @ 9:58 pmSuch sweet love! This made me cry! 🙂 I can’t believe it has been three years! Congrats!
Comment by Molly July 7, 2010 @ 10:37 pmWOW what a beautiful post! That last bit was just so perfect. Congrats to you on three years – and many more!
Comment by thetwentyfifthyear July 7, 2010 @ 10:52 pm