I know I sound like an old lady when I say, “I don’t know where the time went…” but it’s so true. I look at the boys and they get taller overnight (or I’m getting shorter, but I like to think it’s the former). Facebook reminds me of time past every morning with its memories posts.
15 years ago today I said “Yes” after the most creative and romantic proposal I’ve ever heard of.
It was a Friday afternoon on February 15, 2002. I was at my desk, daydreaming out the window, waiting for the clock to read 5:00 so I could start my weekend. At about 3:00pm, the owner of the company came to my desk and said, “Pack up your stuff.” Note: my office was slowly laying people off and when you hear the phrase I had just heard, you think you are next – 3:00 pm on a Friday – the witching hour. After the fact, she told me I turned ghost white, but at the moment I grabbed my bag and followed her to the front door where there was a limousine waiting for me. Huh?!
The chauffeur opens the door for me and I climbed in as my coworkers wave to me – huh!? On the seat I find a sealed envelope with the letter M on it. I open the envelope and it is a letter from my then-boyfriend, telling me that I am going on a scavenger hunt. Still confused, and happy that I was not just laid off, I read that I was first going to a place where I needed to pick up a bottle of bubbly.
The limo took me to the Crown liquor store around the corner where I start looking for champagne. (Note: I have zero cash on me and no clue what to buy.) The lady behind the counter asks if I need assistance and I tell her I am looking for champagne. She presents me with a wrapped bottle from behind the counter, along with another sealed envelope with the letter A on it. I jump back into the limo, and rip open the envelope to read a beautiful poem and the next clue. Apparently the driver knows where to go, and next thing you know I am at the mall.
He dropped me off at one of the many entrances, and I rode the escalator up to the main floor. As I reached the top, a young guy that was just sitting on a nearby bench approached me and asked if I am Dana. OK, now this was getting eerie (exciting though!). He took me into Victoria’s Secret where I was handed a bag and the next clue with the letter R on the envelope. Each clue included a beautiful poem, the next location I needed to go to and a letter on the envelope.
After a while, I had gone to get candles at Pottery Barn, champagne glasses at Crate and Barrel and chocolate at Godiva. Each person that presented me with a gift and clue had huge smiles on their faces…they obviously knew more than I did! The letters that I collected were R, R, Y and M.
At this point I had champagne, lingerie, glasses to drink the champagne, candles, chocolate…and the letters spell out MARRY M…OMG
I flew down the escalator and into the limo. No one I called answered the phone. I was dizzy with excitement…could this be happening? Next thing you know I am at the Pier 66 Hotel in Fort Lauderdale. I went straight to the front desk where the person handed me an envelope and a key. The envelope letter was….E! Holy shit. Yeah…I was freaking out.
I ran to the elevator, practically running over the poor bellman who just wanted to ask me if I needed help with my bags. I got into the elevator with someone who at the time seemed like the chattiest guy I have EVER met and all I could think was, “Why is the elevator so darn sloooooowwwwww?”
Bing…I arrived at the 14th floor, ran to the room, opened the door and there was R on one knee in a candlelit room, with rose petals and roses all over. Of course I said yes, and hyperventilated a bit, and I know he said more than, “Will you marry me?” (which I made him repeat at dinner – the beginning of the proposal).
I don’t think this could have been any more romantic – the thought that was put into each step, the planning that was choreographed perfectly, the people that were involved, the FABULOUS ring. It was a fairytale come true. I tear up thinking that I am so lucky to have someone in my life that is so special and makes me feel even more special.