He was drinking. She was crocheting. This confused him, so they started talking. She crocheted him a heart. They went on a few dates. He worked in video games. She helped others. He joked, “oh, so you’re actually a good person?” She was. And she helped him become a better one. The hearts followed him everywhere. She tied them to posts. Trees. Fences. They followed him home. One morning he found one tied to his banister, and another tied to the wiper blade of his car. They moved in together. They adopted two kittens. Brothers. Pico and Venice. They went to a wedding. She had planned on proposing to him. The timing wasn’t right. Then came their third anniversary. They stayed at a hotel on the Madison waterfront. They had dinner at the nicest steakhouse in town. Snow began to fall as they walked across the capital plaza... she was convinced he was going to propose– But he wasn’t always the brightest, and hadn’t even realized the scenario he’d created. The world shut down. She still crocheted. The hearts spread. The one on his car still clung for dear life. They moved into another home. She revealed her plan to propose. She asked if he wanted to do it or if she could. He asked if he could. She said yes, but— “This year, please.” He nodded and laughed. Message received. His car died. Before it was disassembled, he went back for one last thing: her crocheted heart. It had stayed tied on for five years. It held on tight through wind, rain, snow, and an unprecedented attack by a kaleidoscope of butterflies. He took the heart. Found the perfect ring, and formed a plan. The rest you know – and we can’t wait to celebrate with you all on July 15, 2023.
Det var jultid. Jag trodde min pojkvän och jag skulle byta julklappar med mina föräldrar. Jag hade fel. Först åkte vi till mina föräldrars hus med taxi. "Vi är på baksidan," sade min mamma men ingen var där. Sedan såg jag en virkad skylt, "Ash vill du gifta dig med mig?" Därefter kom alla mina bästa vänner ut från huset. "Vad?!" sade jag. "Du suger!" Min pojkvän skrattade och gick ned på knä framför mig. "Ash vill du gifta dig med mig?" sade han. Jag grät. "Är det ett ja?" sade min mamma. "JA!" sade jag! Efter det tog mina vänner fram mat, alkohol och dekorationer. Det var härligt att träffa mina vänner. Jag var mycket glad. Till sist drack vi och hade roligt på festen. Min pojkvän, nej min fästman nu, var mycket glad. Det var en mycket överraskande och vacker dag.