One of my fiance’s wonderful traits is his knack for romance, and there’s no better example of it than how we got engaged.
He’s a professional poker player who has the luxury of making his own tournament schedule. He’s played all over the world- Australia, Argentina, London, Bahamas, you name it. And last year they were holding a tournament in Cannes, France that happened to coincide with my birthday (which was also, coincidentally, our first anniversary). Obviously, we went.
We left on October 7th and arrived on the 8th. The next day was my birthday and we were still exhausted and jet-lagged. We walked to a cafe for breakfast and when we got back he gave me roses and a heartfelt love letter (love letters always make me weak in the knees!) We took an afternoon nap and decided to explore the city a little bit afterward. Within minutes we were near the water and he suggested we go down into the sand to watch the sunset.
We found an unused table out front of a vacant restaurant, set the camera’s auto timer, and took this picture.
Then he suggested we sit down on a nearby chair to watch the sun sink into the sea. When we got to the chair, he took me in his arms and told me that I was the woman of his dreams and that he never wanted to live without me. My heart started racing. I knew this was the moment I’d been waiting for. He reached down into his cargo pocket and pulled out… a bag of pistachios- his favorite snack. I smiled but my heart sank. It was our anniversary and we were on the beach in Cannes at sunset- it would have been the perfect moment. He tossed the bag of nuts down into the chair and reached back into his pocket. This time he pulled out a little brown box and dropped onto one knee. “Will you marry me?” he asked. I wrapped my arms around him and said “of course,” with big tears welling up in my eyes. I guess my hug lasted a while, because after a few minutes he reminded me to put on the ring. I’d barely glanced at it when he first presented it to me, but now I took a second to examine its beauty. It was unlike any other I’ve ever seen- elegant and covered in diamonds . He slid it onto my finger and it fit perfectly. We sat down on the chair next to each other, his arm around me, and the sun disappeared. You’ll notice the runny eye makeup in this next one, taken right after he proposed.
Once it was dark, we headed back to the apartment we were renting to get ready for dinner. We dined at a restaurant called Mocca, where I had the best ravioli I’ve ever tasted. It was the perfect ending to the best day of my life.