We think(hope) the third time's a charm!

Jeff and I met when I was a junior in high school. His friend Dahl was dating a girl in my class, and they decided that we would be a good match. How right they were! We were set up and had our date the Saturday of my junior snowball dance, we met up and hung out, and when I went to leave to get ready for the dance and Dahl’s mother suggested we go to the dance together. Jeff went and bought a tie, got ready and went to the dance with me - the rest is history. Jeff proposed on July 20,2018, he planned the whole thing and I had no idea. It was weekend of the balloon rally, which is always a fun and busy time. We went down to Island Park and we planned on meeting up with Lauren at her house.... or so I thought. Jeff told me that we have to go to the Vincent Hill in Allentown to find a part that he thought had fell off the tractor the weekend before. He made me believe his dad was angry and wanted it right away. I was not being very congenial... I know surprise surprise : ) I wanted to do so many other things.. but we headed over. On the drive over Jeff looked very sick, and I kept asking him if he was ok. He responded with "’I'm fine", very short and gruff, which was unusual - but I ignored it. We got on the hill by an apple tree we had planted earlier in the year. I started to search for the part, like I was suppose to be while Jeff kept pulling me back to one spot. I kept walking away constantly looking at the ground. Finally he pulled me back and yelled "would you just stop!". I looked at him thinking he was going to pass out since he really did not look well, he dropped to a knee - I really thought he was going to be sick. But then he pulled out a ring box and asked me to marry him. We have already been through so much of life’s ups and downs already and can’t wait to take this next step and see what else is in store!