Hallelujah!
So last night was a very special night for me. Yang-En and I went out for a really nice dinner. It was at a place called fish on the rocks and Yang-En managed to find the only meal with beef on the menu. It was deceptively named… (grain fed scotch fillet) After dinner we were going to go to the Aquarium (where we went on our first date) and get ice cream, but dinner went late so we had to bag those plans. That was a little disappointing but we had a nice walk through the city and finally ended up at home.
At home I had fashioned a kind of sheet fort out of the awning in our back yard. Inside were, a couple of cushions under a blanked for us to sit on, gently flashing Christmas lights, some candles and a bottle of sparkling wine on a small table. Music was playing and the effect was perfect. So I recited a poem by W.B. Yeats to her.
He wishes for the cloths of heaven
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
After I had finished saying the poem, I kneeled up close and said, “Yang-En Elizabeth Jane Hume will you marry me?” and revealed a small ring made out of paper with an origami rose on top. She laughed and said yes.
This caught me a little off guard, as it was a paper ring and quite small. I back tracked a little and said oh… I was a little nervous so I made you a big one as well. Then I revealed the exact same ring but close to twice as big. Then I told her that there was actually a present inside of the big one and she’d have to open it to find out what the present was. She didn’t want to open it because she liked it, but I anticipated that and gave her another big origami ring. After seeing the second large ring she opened the first one to find her actual wedding ring, small and simple diamond ring.
The rest of the night was spent talking, making phone calls and the like. That’s my story.
