It’s not often that I write about topics other than farming and politics. However, this is a special occasion. I AM GETTING MARRIED!!
I have been dating an amazing guy for a year now and he asked me to marry him 364 days after our first date.
I met Tristan, that’s the amazing guy’s name, via Match.com. We met at my favorite Mongolian restaurant for our first date. I made sure I was packing my .38 just in case he was a weirdo.
I left the date with a feeling that this dude was different. I didn’t go on dates often but when I did I would always pick the person apart with my friends afterwards. I didn’t do that with Tristan, the glaring flaw wasn’t there.
Our first duck game last fall.
At my sister’s wedding December 2012
Fast forward 363 days from our first meeting.
On the farm, we having been pushing hard to finish planting however we were rained out on Sunday. I was annoyed.
Tristan lives an hour away and I was waiting for him to arrive so we could maybe get a date in with this rainy weather. He called me when he was 30 minutes away.
“Marie, go pack a bag, we are going away.”
Me, “What? But I have things to do and what about work!?”
Tristan, “You’re just gonna have to trust me, I have it all taken care of.”
I went and begrudgingly packed a bag. My annoyance with the rain often times spreads into other activities or parts of my life.
He picked me up and he was slightly giddy. I had a vague idea what he was up to but tried not to feed my twitterpated thoughts in case of disappointment. He made me guess where we were going and he told me it was kinda far away.
For the last 20+ years Tristan & his dad have been managing a sheep herd on Decatur Island in the San Juan’s. The sheep have been there for over a century and have a genetic trait called hefting which means they don’t wander from the hillside they were born on. Tristan and has dad go up in the spring & in the fall to take care of the sheep.
He has told me many times this is his favorite spot in the entire world, with unbeatable views. One day he was going to take me there.
I guessed this is where we were going.
We arrived on the island in the boat owned by the residents of Decatur Northwest and it was raining. Tristan had arranged to stay at the house he usually stays at for the sheep. The owners of the home had become good family friends with Tristan & family over the many years.
Around noon, there was a break in the weather. Tristan wanted to show me around the island just in case it rained the rest of the trip.
150 year old barn where they work sheep every year.
Then he took me to the top of the island, because this was his favorite view.
Then he turned me around and said this:
“Marie, I love you with all of my heart. We have been together for 364 days and it has been amazing. I want to make it the rest of our lives. Will you marry me?”
Then he took out this shiny thing.
According to him “I snatched it out of his fingers.” In my view it was a little more “slow mo” than that. Then my eyes got all damp and blurry and I said “Yes, Yes!” over and over.
Appropriately enough, the sheep were are only audience.
After the proposal, I am giddy, elated and on cloud 9. Feeling the way every other girl who has been in my shoes felt like. But guess what, I have no/spotty cell phone service.
This man, my soon to be husband, is well aware of my need to share information. I NEED to call, text, facebook, tweet, instagram, & blog about THIS!
Luckily, his phone had enough service to make the important calls to sister, parents & grandparents. Then he drove me down to a neighbors house who had wi-fi. They weren’t home but he sat with me for an hour on their porch while I texted, facebooked, tweeted & instagramed. That’s love.
I am blessed. I could not be happier with the man who is my future husband.
Blurry, Happy Eyes