Many years ago the fiancé and I were talking about weddings, engagements, and proposals. Neither of us was quite ready for that step, but we like to talk about everything. I mentioned that I could see myself proposing to him and that I didn’t think the proposal was only the man’s job. While the fiancé agreed that a proposal wasn’t just a “man’s job,” he also confessed that proposing to me was something he really wanted to do. I knew then I had to let the fiancé propose first. And I mean first, because I had a plan to propose back to the fiancé after he asked me.
We returned home from Hawaii (with a ring on my finger) late in the evening. The next morning the fiancé had to get up early to run an errand, but was planning to return to bed. While he was gone I left a little present on his pillow*:
When he came home he was very surprised! I proposed to him and he accepted! Although he didn’t technically say yes until a few minutes later over breakfast ;).
Now the engagement was 100% official and we started spreading the word like peanut butter on toast!
*About a year before the actual proposal I felt it was time to get prepared and I bought these cufflinks as a proposal gift. I considered getting him a ring or a watch, but I knew that he really wanted nice cufflinks, and this way he can wear them on our wedding day. Turns out he actually bought the ring around the same time—we had them both burning holes in our pockets (or secret hiding spots) for almost a year!