It was a Saturday morning after my best friend Rachel's wedding. Little did I know, Nick had gotten the ring two days earlier and was eager to propose. Our apartment has a lovely rooftop that we rarely use, (other than when people come over and we want to show it off). I always want to have our morning coffee up there, and Nick always shoots down my request. However, this morning was a bit different, he woke up and said, "Hey Em, I think we should go up to the roof for our coffee today." I was thrilled Nick FINALLY wanted to join me up there. Up to the roof we went, in our PJs, coffee cups in hand. We took a seat and began recapping the night before. I noticed I was doing much of the talking, which is strange for me after only a few sips of coffee, and even more strange for Nick who is very chatty in the mornings. I asked why Nick was not as talkative as usual, and that is when he got down on one knee, and uttered the word, "Please." We both were instantly brought to tears and spent the day celebrating with friends and family!