Paris was Unforgettable

I'm back home and will begin deluging you with museum and city photos next week.  But, before I do that...

Paris was pretty darn unforgettable!

Steve told me that he had booked a photoshoot at the Eiffel Tower so that we would have some great photos of the two of us from the trip -- more than selfies. 

I wasn't sure what to expect, but the photographer had lots of props and silly suggestions and we had a great time goofing around -- and even popped a balloon by accident.

At one point, Steve "hurt his knee" and so he stepped to the side and kneeled down.  Well, I sort of knew what was happening at that point!  It was a very romantic proposal.

One of the things that made it even more special, is that Steve made the ring!  I feel like he really gets me.  

We met when we were both mid-divorce. There was therefore plenty of philosophical marriage conversation from the beginning. I mentioned that I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get married again and I certainly didn’t want a diamond. Steve is a pretty traditional guy, but one of the things I love about him is that he heard all of that as “challenge accepted.” And so he proposed with a ring he made himself. Steve is not particularly crafty, so I was genuinely shocked. He has spent the last few months taking — what I thought was a welding class — but turned out to be a metalsmithing class — in order to make this ring. He chose a star sapphire because my favorite color is blue. Sadly the ring doesn’t quite fit because he based it on a ring he “borrowed” from my nightstand that unbeknownst to him is too large for me.

C’est la vie. He said he’ll fix it so that I don't have to wear it on my index finger.

There you have it!  That's the whole story.  I'll be back with art journaling tomorrow!

Thanks for stopping by!