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Emmanuel & Malia

Dear Abazias,

I have decided to tell you the long version; it is such a beautiful story I think it is worth it. This happened just over 1 year ago on the 23rd of December 2005.

We were on holidays at Noosa beach in Queensland Australia. I was back for Christmas from the UK where I was studying at the time. Emmanuel and I had been apart for 3 months, as he had stayed in Australian to work while I was at Oxford studying.

On the day Emmanuel proposed I decided that I would get my nails done (something I had never done before, so it was a real treat). We had been surfing in the morning (Emmanuel is an avid surfer) and he had dropped me at the beauticians in the afternoon about 2 km from where we were staying. At about 4 pm I rang him to come pick me up, but instead he announced that he was going surfing and that I would have to walk home. Mad as can be (as deserting me for the surf is not like Emmanuel at all) I hung up the phone and started storming home. The thing was my parents were coming to visit that evening and I needed to go food shopping so I could have dinner ready. We had agreed that after I had finished getting my nails done we would shop together and prepare dinner for when they arrived around 6:30pm.

Around 6:15pm Emmanuel finally walked in the door. I was furious, but after his comment that the surf was great and that he didn’t do things like that very often I settled down and together we bustled into the car to get food for dinner.

We had a lovely dinner with my parents, and afterwards we went out for a walk and to get ice cream for desert. Strolling around with a huge ice cream each we started chatting and the boys (Emmanuel and my father) slowly fell behind. Mum and I decided to return to the apartment after a while, and by about 11pm I decided to got to bed as Emmanuel and dad had still not returned and I had know idea where they where or how long they would be.

A little after midnight Emmanuel woke my up and announced that he wanted to show me something. Bleary eyed I stumbled out of bed and was quickly told to close my eyes. He led me outside and onto the beach. As I was being lead bear foot though the sand on a beautifully warm summers night I wondered what was happening. When Emmanuel stopped he asked me to open my eyes and in front of me was 700 long steamed red roses in a giant heart with the words “Marry Me” inside. All this was done using the rose heads with the steams stuck in the sand. Emmanuel himself got down on one knee and asked me to marry him, which I of course accepted with tears in my eyes. The beach was softly lit by moonlight and you could make out the roses perfectly. Together we sat, Emmanuel with his arms around me on the deserted beach, completely surrounded by red roses. Under the stars, the waves gently lapped the shore and like that we sipped on Champagne until dawn broke.

There is nothing that could possibly make that night more special – And thank you to Erin and Abazias for the amazing diamond.

The reason why I told you the long story is that Emmanuel didn’t actually go surfing that day, he was driving 100 miles to pick up the 700 roses he had ordered. No wonder he was a little late getting back!!!

I have attached a few photos of the amazing night - please have a look. The night was just perfect and full of stars, you really could not dream of a more romantic proposal, I’m so lucky

Kindest Regards

Malia Chappel

Sarah & Nick

Hello, I am Nick Grodzicki from Aiken, SC. And this is my engagement story.

I was in a relationship for almost four years, and marriage was the farthest thing from my mind. I was working and a girl came in for a job interview...and wow, I never though love at first sight was real, but I found out that it was. She was hired soon after, but I found out she was in a relationship and I was still in my Four year prison. Sarah (the new girl I fell in love with) and I became friends, the kind of friend you only have at work. One day she got sick at work and so to be nice I wen to th store and got her some strawberry iceceam, turns out she doesnt even like that kind but ate it to be nice. Anyway, I over heard her talking to one of my co-workers in the back about me..so of coarse I snooped. To make a long story short we bother ended our long relationships and go together. Like I said, marriage was the furthest thing from my mind, until Sarah came along, From the moment I saw her I knew she was "it." So only after three months of being together I decided I was going to ask her to marry me. She expected it around Christmas time, so I thought I would really surprise her. The night before I did it I went to Wal-mart and found two identical pumpkins and bought one of them ( it was two days before Halloween). That night i cut a hole in the bottom of my pumpkin and cleaned it out and screwed her engagement ring to the stem on a little string. The next day I told her we should go and pick out a pumpkin to carve, so went up to the store, and I picked out the matching one that I bought the day before. Once we got home I pulled the "special pumpkin" out of the back of my car rather than the one we just bought. We went inside and stated to carve the pumpkin, we cut the top of the pumpkin and I told her to take the top off, and when she did she saw her ring, at the point I was already on one knee. She began to cry. You know...I was so nervous the whole week before and up to that point. but as soon I as i saw her face when she saw the ring, all my nerves went away becasue I knew that this was right. Well long story short she said yes and we had never been happier. I never expected to not only get married , but not so fast, and so young. We were married this past June, and I found out on Christmas day that we are expecting our first little one. We both have been working and saving all of our money for the baby, so im not going to be able to spoil the woman of my dreams for Valentines day, that is why I am hoping to win this contest. Sarah deserves everything in the world, I only wish I could give it to her. I am a young 23 year old "fresh out of college" and am so excited for our long life together. Whether I win this contest or not I love teling our story because it always brings a tear to my eye because I know I am the luckiest guy in the world and am so thankful.
thanks so much for reading my story and I hope to hear good news from you in the future.
Thanks
Nick Grodzicki

Erin & Michael

Since my fiancé and I have been together for almost 5 years and had started planning our wedding before I had a ring, I wanted to make sure there was at least some element of surprise.

My fiancée Erin had a business dinner in Reno on December 21st 2006. We had planned on driving up that afternoon from our home in Sacramento. She was set on leaving by 3pm at the latest. I was supposed to be at work that day (which just over a mile from our house) when in actuality I left early that morning to San Francisco to get here ring. As fate would have it, a huge winter storm came in which made for some thick traffic in the already congested Bay area. After about an hour, I decided on a stone that I liked. Unfortunately due to the fact that it was only 4 days before Christmas, they said it would take at least 3 hours to set the stone. By this time it was noon and I needed to get on the road in order to make it back to Sacramento in time. As I was paying, the sales person came up and tried to discretely tell me my card had been declined. I was putting most of it on my debit card. I had called my bank that morning to make sure everything would go through since they had to raise the purchase limit on my card. Little did I know that when a card is stolen the two most common purchases are first gas, then a large purchase, say, a diamond ring? I spent 20 minutes in the store with my banks Fraud division verifying my blood type, mothers maiden name, etc.etc. Finally I had it taken care of. Now to get the ring to the Hotel in Reno where we were staying that night. The sale person said they overnight them all the time and there was nothing to worry about. Bad idea.

As I was leaving SF my fiancé called and said she would be at my office in 10 minutes so we could pickup our 4x4 rental since it was snowing in Reno and all along the I-80. I had to come up with a quick lie so she would not get suspicious. I told her our friend’s wife had locked herself out of their house and I was going to pick her up. I had to call her and let her in on what was going on. Now that was taken care of and I made it back to Sacramento just in time. We headed up to Reno with plenty of time to spare and all was well. That is until the blizzard like conditions in the Sierras turned the roads into a skating ring. We crawled along in a line of cars going 15 miles an hour with almost no visibility. Then we came to a dead stop. The Caltrans radio station said there was an accident ahead and to expect a 2 to 3 hour delay. It was 6:30 and the party started at 7. After sitting for 2 hours she decided we should not even bother since we would not make it in time. She was determined to turn around and go home. I was determined to get to Reno, where the ring was to be delivered the next morning. We finally made it to Reno after 6 hours of driving.

The next morning we were going to relax and then cross country ski in Tahoe. The plan was to propose to her at the top of the trail with the beauty of the snow covered mountains. Of course when I checked the tracking number online, it showed the ring was in Oakland. Not good. Due to UPS losing the package and the weather. It would not be in Reno until the following day, being Saturday. I tried to not completely freak out. I went back to our room and had to start what would be two long days of acting. At least we would still enjoy a beautiful day of cross country skiing. Wrong. We arrived to find the trail grooming machine was broken and there would be no skiing for us.

We were going to a friends Christmas party that night and everyone there knew I was proposing that day, so they were all excited to see the ring. I now had to make multiple calls to make sure no one brought it up and ruined the surprise. All of this was done as I faked needing to use the bathroom at almost every gas station we passed on the drive home to Sacramento.

Finally on Saturday UPS showed the ring had been delivered to the Hotel in Reno. Now to have them forward it to me in Sacramento. Upon calling the hotel, the manager said they had not received any packages for me, even though UPS showed it was delivered and signed for. Saturday night, 6 hours into the ring being completely lost. I came home from picking up some sushi for dinner to find Erin watching Meet the Parents. I just happened to be the scene where Ben Stiller is freaking out because the airline lost his bag, which had his engagement ring in it. It was either laugh or cry, and I laughed pretty hard.

Finally at 9pm the manager called and said they found the ring. It somehow was delivered to the Spa in the hotel. I called UPS and they said that due to the holiday rush they could not get the ring to me until Wednesday. I was planning on the ring being the main Christmas gift for Erin. The only other thing I had for her was a pair of Hush Puppy slippers. I told the manager to hold the ring and I would be there at dawn the next morning. I then had to figure out how to leave the house at 5am without raising any suspicion. I said I was going snowboarding by myself to get some time alone. She wanted to go and felt left out. I had to be the jerk and insist on going alone.

I made it up to Reno the next morning by 7:30. The ring was stunning in the early morning light and I was so happy to finally have it in my hands. It was December 24th. On the way home I contemplated whether to wait until we went up to the mountains again or to give it to her Christmas morning. By the time I got back I was ready to get that thing on her finger before anything else happened. I was home less than 5 minutes when I suggested we walk to McKinley Park and get some coffee. Despite the fact that it was about 40 degrees, she finally agreed. I proposed to her in the rose garden there. Then I got to explain everything and all of the madness that occurred in the past 4 days. Erin got Hush Puppies and a Diamond ring for Christmas of 2006.

Melissa M.

My Fiance, George, had bought me tickets to The Lion King on Broadway for my birthday. He knew this is something I have always wanted to do, never having been to a Broadway show before. We went to New York City for the weekend to see the show. On Friday when we got there, we walked around the city, Central Park, and 5th Ave. After we had been walking for awhile, George said he needed to go to the hotel to go to the bathroom. I thought this was strange considering we had passed plenty of places he could have gone, but by the panic stricken look on his face I didn't question him too much. He said I could stay and shop and meet him back at the hotel. So I did. He made sure I knew which way the hotel was and took off in a mad dash. When I got back to the hotel he had candles lite, long stem roses on the bed and in a vase, rose peddals on the bed and floor. There was also a table with strawberries, chocolates, chocolate syrup and champagne. He told me he made something for me. It was a scrapbook of mememtos of things I had collected through our relationship (he seceretly took them from my storage box to make this book). When I had reached the last page of the scrapbook, he took my hand ( he was down on one knee already because of looking at the scrapbook) and started to tell me how he's been thinking about our relationship and he knows I'm going to be a great mother someday and a great wife and then he asked if I would be his wife. I started saying "no, no" because I just couldn't believe this was happening! Then I quickly corrected myself and of course said yes!! Then we continued our PERFECT day in NYC with dinner and the show (of course it was hard for me to keep my eyes on the show with my new PERFECT engagement ring sparkling at me)! As we were getting ready to leave NYC, George told me there was another suprise, he had arranged for a small engagement party for both of our families. It was a truly amazing weekend!

Denise

I met Tarek in May I was living with him by the first of August of that same year. We were living together for 2 and a half years until we confirmed that marraige would be the next best thing.
It was not easy for us, we saw many obsticals that made us think harder. For we have separate religions. We were not sure how we were going to merge these very different aspects to religion. I myself, was not totally religion in itself, did not go to church etc, but Tarek had a very strong belief, and strong family ties which made this more difficult.
We eventually saw how we could make this work, and agreed that marraige was the next step. We celebrated by seeing an singer perform that we know and love. Very simple. This is my side of the story, with no flowery descriptions. To my surprise, Tarek had a differnt story to tell everyone at work.

Now Tareks side of the story...
We went to NYC to visit friends, and of coarse look for engagement rings. He went back to the office in Boston and told everyone he proposed on the ice skating ring in central park. Truly that would have beent the ultimate. But knowing we were on the same page wanting the same things in life was important. We are now married for 11 years been together for 14 years. This says more than the "fantabulous" engagement anyone could have. Because everyday with this man has been a blessing, and the best thing that ever happened to me!

Sabrina L.

Approximately 3 weeks ago, I was reunited with my high school sweetheart, my long lost love. Thanks to MySpace, I found him and it was by accident. Since it has been over 10 years since I moved from New York to Macon, Georgia, I had tried to get over him. Even though he was out of sight, he was never off my mind or out of my heart where he holds a very special place.

I was viewing a friends page and I saw his face. As the tears streamed down my face, I had to take a few long breaths before I went to his personal page and saw him for myself, after 10 long years. I was unable to speak, or write anything at that time. So I went to an old photo album and dug out a picture of us I had saved from 20 years ago….the only picture I have of us together. I stared into his eyes and let my soul get a grip on my new reality, I had found Cedric. Now I was ready to write, nothing to wordy, just enough so he could remember me. Pressing that SEND button was difficult, because all kinds of thoughts raced through my mind at once. Would he remember me? Was he married now? Would he even want to keep in touch after all this time?

That was on December 23, 2006, 2 days before Christmas. When 2007 rolled in, I was by myself, thinking about Cedric, and still no reply. As I welcomed the new year, I spoke to God and told him I was ready to settle down….finally, and to please send me a husband, a good man. Another week passed, and I still had hope, but there was NO reply. Finally the one day I didn’t check my email, which was January 15, on the birthday of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., he replied! It was real simple and basic, and he left his home and cell numbers.

My eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw that the next day. Work was a total blur because all I could see were those numbers in my head, and the answer to my prayers. Although I was scared, I called him later that night and we reminisced for hours, mainly trying to figure out how we ever separated. From that night, we vowed to keep in touch no matter what, and felt like we deserved each other. Given a second chance at love, we were not about to let these moments just slip away. We spoke of marriage during that week and our plans for the future, then of him visiting.

One week later, he just picked up and left everything, to come and see me. This day was the beginning of my true happiness. We spent the best week of my life together, getting reacquainted. He even looked at a few homes while he was here, because moving is definitely in his plans.

So onto the engagement, it was very unconventional and very “Cedric”. He looked into my eyes and told me that he never stopped loving me, and wanted to be with me forever. We were soul mates, best friends, lovers and partners. Without him asking for my hand or finger, we were engaged, just like that! No ring, no formalities, just in our own way. We decided that we didn’t need a ring (on this day), as an outward sign to the world, to show that we planned to get married. As long as we knew, and truly loved each other, that was enough for us. I know the ring is coming, but I don’t need it, all I want is Cedric. Before he left, we took a few pictures together, so now I have about 20 all over my home. I am so happy right now, that mere words can’t even express how I feel, or describe the smile I wear and constant glow I have now. I am so thankful and appreciative, for the time we shared, but most of all, I’m ecstatic and overjoyed that I have my man back, who will soon be my husband. WOW!!!!

So now as we plan this ceremony, which will take place in New York, we have become inseparable. We speak at least twice a day, everyday, and of course use MySpace (thanks Tom)! The date has not been confirmed because it’s only been 3 weeks since all this transpired, but we are both looking forward to a happy life together. Seeing him again reminded me that true love does exist, and can be better the second time around.

David L.

I had been wanting to propose to Laurel for quite some time. My older sister was soon to be married and I had made myself a personal promise not to steal the thunder away from her wedding in any way, so I decided to wait until after her wedding. I wanted to make my proposal memorable, so I booked a trip for my soon to be fiancé and me to go to Jamaica the day after my sister’s wedding. I had purchased the ring about 3 weeks earlier which I kept locked up in a safe at home until just before the trip. I was very concerned about keeping my proposal a surprise from my fiancé and I didn’t want to carry the ring in a traditional presentation box out of fear that it may be discovered by her while packing or unpacking. I decided that the only safe way of keeping the ring from being discovered was that I would have to carry it on me from the moment we left our home in Miami to the moment I would propose to her in Jamaica. Instead of a box, I decided I would keep it in a buttoned silk pouch that could be kept in my pocket wherever I was without be easily detected. Even though the ring was insured, I was so paranoid about carrying it around that I bought myself a special pair of swim trunks with a heavy duty zippered pocket with the thought in mind that I may have to go for a swim with the ring on me prior to giving it to her, because I knew I wouldn’t dare leave the ring in a hotel room safe.

Off we go to Jamaica and I was nervous the whole journey there. I was concerned that going through the metal detector at the airport that I may have to remove the ring from my pocket, but much to my delight, I went through without a hitch. We finally made our way to Jamaica and to our hotel. Not once did she ever notice me acting unusual even though I found myself patting down my pocket every little while just to make sure the ring was still there. I suspected that she might be expecting me to propose while in Jamaica and what confirmed my suspicion was when we were unpacking our suitcases and preparing to go out for a swim in the pool. As she removed her valuables from her purse to put them in the hotel safe, she turned to me and asked “Do you need to put anything in the safe?” to which I replied with a great sense of certainty “Nothing at all, honey.” So with great swiftness, I transferred the ring to the zippered pocket of my swim trunks and proceeded out to the pool for a swim. After our swim, we came back to our room to shower and change for dinner. The ring continued to be transferred to whatever I was wearing at the time.

The resort we were staying at was one of those romantic ‘couples’ style resorts and it was quite obvious that nearly everyone there was on their honeymoon. All people could talk about was their weddings and telling stories of how they got engaged, and so on. Ordinarily, our conversations with these newfound friends would have been more enjoyable, but all they did was disappoint my soon to be fiance being that she had already come to the realization that I wasn’t going to propose to her on this trip. I could see her frustration building up as the night went on, and although I had planned to propose on the second day at dinner, I realized that proposing to her that first night would make the trip so much more enjoyable for the both of us. So after dinner, I decided to take her for a walk on the beach and during that walk I stopped, got down on one knee, and asked her to marry me. As I expected her to do, she said yes and we hugged and kissed. It was dark however and she really wasn’t able to see the ring well, so very quickly, we tried to find our way towards a well lit area so she could see the ring. When she did, she was happy, and I was happy to see her happy, and from that moment on, the remainder of the trip was pure bliss.

TJ M.

Dear Abazias,

I just recently got engaged to the perfect woman and this is how I did it: We live in the DFW area and she is a big fan of photography and flowers. So I picked her up at her house and blind folded her. She really did not know what was going on and thought it would be funny to tell me what street I was turning on, I had to drive around for a bit before I confused her; I then proceeded to drive her to the Botanical Gardens in Fort Worth, these gardens are like 10 acres of different types of beautiful flower gardens. I took her to the rose garden that is filled with numerous amounts of different roses and a huge fountain near the center of the garden in which you have to go down multiple stone steps until reaching the bottom of the actual garden. I had her best friend and future maid of honor help me out with a few things: I had met up with her earlier that day and given her 3 bags of rose petals, a bottle of champagne, two champagne flutes, and a digital camera. She went to the gardens about 15 minutes before we arrived and put some of the rose petals down on the ground underneath an altar that is in the center of the rose garden. She then put a trail of petals from the altar to a nearby bench which she covered with rose petals and placed the champagne and two flutes on. When we arrived I guided Nikki (my fiancée) down the 30 or so stone steps, still blindfolded, to the altar in the center of the garden. I then took her blindfold off and handed her a photo album. I had been going around for days looking for different letters on buildings and such to take pictures of that spelled out a certain phrase. When she opened the album there was a picture on each page and on each picture was a letter that spelled out "Will You Marry Me." I then got down on one knee and asked her the same question. After she made me the happiest man in the world by saying yes we walked over to the bench and had a toast to our future. While all of this was going on her best friend (Jacqui) was in the bushes taking pictures of her walking down the steps to me proposing to the champagne toast. We are juniors in college, I had been thinking about and planning this proposal to her since I was a senior in high school two years after we started dating.

Terry Moore

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