A Modest Proposal

So I'm sure you've all seen epic proposals captured on video. That's all fine and good, but a proposal doesn't have to be an epic public event. Sometimes the best ones are the ones tailored to be special for just that special person.

Case in point: Yesterday I proposed to Britny Lewis. This is how it went down.

She flew into Idaho Falls Friday evening. My aunt and I went and picked her up, and we spend the night in Idaho Falls watching movies and whatnot. The next day, we returned to Rexburg, where we spent the morning wandering around campus, looking at art, and playing piano (well, I did anyway). After that, we met up with one of Brit's friends from high school and went to lunch.

After that, we went to the Temple. For my non-Mormon friends, the Temple is a particularly sacred place where we perform sacred ordinances. Anyone can attend a chapel, but only members of the church in good standing can enter the Temple. It's a beautiful, peaceful place, and as it happens, it's where Mormon weddings take place. Hence many proposals take place on its premises, especially in a college town like Rexburg.

Britny and I thoroughly enjoyed our time in the Temple. When we left, instead of going straight home, I pulled her aside and said I had something for her. It was a book I wrote and illustrated entitled "The Story of Josh and Britny." As the title implies, it was the story of how we met and fell in love. It's made almost entirely of inside jokes, so most people won't understand it, but I'll post it later when I get the chance and put a link here for those of you who are interested.

Anyways, Britny started reading it out loud, and she absolutely loved it. Towards the end, I talked about the trip I made last August to visit her in Kansas, which is when we started talking about marriage. On the second to last page, I had drawn a picture of me proposing on one knee. Right at that moment, and knelt and asked her to marry me. She was really surprised, but she said yes, and though the ring was way too big, it was still perfect.

Oh, one more thing. I wanted to get her flowers, but because of school work, I forgot about it until Friday afternoon. Breegan, one of my friends, volunteered to get them in my absence. She got a dozen white roses and tried to dye half of them purple (which is Britny's favorite color), but that didn't turn out as well as she planned. So, she tied the rest up with a purple ribbon her neighbors happened to have. It was the perfect touch to the proposal. So, thanks, Breegan.