"The Proposal" by Kasia

I will always have Oct 14, 2011 embedded in my brain.  I say this but don’t mean it since I cannot remember dates for the life of me.  Robert took me to the top of PC Mountain for a quick hike during work around 3pm on Friday afternoon.  I had been complaining non-stop while on my trip in China that I would miss my favorite part of the year in Park City.  I love the turning of the leaves in fall and being gone two weeks you can miss the best rounds of colors.  I had just returned home that Saturday and now stood looking down at the paradise we call home.  The colors were perfect and I can happily say I hadn’t missed the reds I was eager to see.

After gazing for a few moments Robert gave me a kiss on my head and told me he loved me.  (He may deny it but he gets random sentimental spurts from nowhere, so this was nothing out of the ordinary.)  I told him I loved him too and turned to walk back down the mountain in order to make it back to the office for Roberts meeting. 

As I walked away Robert didn’t let go of my hand.  I figured that maybe I hadn’t given his nice gesture enough attention so I turned to quickly reciprocate when I found Robert down on one knee.  What happened from that moment on, I cannot recall accurately.  I remember asking if what was happening was real, having Robert nod with the ring in his hand, and walking away wondering if my knees were going to lock and my breathing stop.  I now know what it really means to have your breath taken away.  I pride myself on always having an idea when something is about to happen.  Any surprise is not really a surprise to me.  I know something is coming and usually I know when.  This, however, blindsided me.  After 10 minutes of gathering my breath asking if this was really happening I managed to say yes.  I do think I may have been on all fours trying to get the world to stop spinning under my feet, but a yes is a yes. 

We were on top of the world.  

I truly believe that at that minute in time the world was tilted “just so” and was rotating at the exact speed that put us on the highest point of the earth.  Please do not try to prove me wrong with science, its not an argument I am willing to give up so it would simply waste your time and cause you much frustration.  

That day was the best day of my life.  The man I loved to the moon and back had picked out the most perfect ring on earth and taken a gamble on me.  I couldn’t be happier at that moment.  The next few days were ethereal. I will let you soak in the happiness of that day, as I was able to.