I’m Engaged!


On April 29, 2016 at 8:15 PM, I met The Love of My Life (from now on referred to as Mr. Squee). I didn’t know what to expect, because I met him on a dating app called Happn, and I’d never done anything like that before. I did know that when we spoke on the phone we got along great and laughed a lot. He got me a “bouquet” of dark chocolates (my favorite) and then we went to see a psychic, got a snack at Starbucks, and went to the beach. The first date went so well that I asked him if he wanted to go run errands with me the next day, and we had a blast just doing the life thing. And that’s pretty much where we are still at today.

Right before I met Mr. Squee, I stopped caring about being alone and feeling sad. I was really happy, maybe for the first time in my life. I was totally OK with being alone and was looking forward to my future. I finally got rid of my bigger addictions. It was like everything aligned so that I could meet him, because if I met him when I was still in that dark place, it would not have worked out as well. And the same is true for him.

This past year has been the best of my life, and he is one of the main reasons why. We’ve met each others friends and family and get along great with all of them. We’ve taken a few little long weekend trips and had fun. He’s been there for me and worked very hard to understand my moods (I’m a Pisces, don’t have to elaborate any further, haha). He’s made me laugh and allowed me to be myself. He’s also made me want to kill him, but that doesn’t usually last long.

So, to celebrate our 1 year anniversary on April 29th, we decided to stay a night at Lover’s Key on the west coast of Florida (about a 2 hour drive from where we live on the east coast). He told me that I better not get him anything expensive for our anniversary, and that my “big” gift would be coming in June. He also brought this huge box and said that was my gift. So I suspected nothing. We went out to eat, and then we went to go watch the sunset. He said we “had” to go down to the water to kiss and take a picture at 8:15 PM because that was exactly a year prior to us meeting. He even set an alarm on his phone. But he’s crazy like that, so I thought nothing of it.

At the appointed time, we walked down, and he told me how much he loved me and how much I meant to him. Then he said, “So that’s why…”, got down on one knee, and said, “Will you marry me?” And I don’t quite remember what I said at first, maybe, “What?”” and then after a little while I said, “YES!” I didn’t cry or anything, just hugged and kissed him. And he gave me this beautiful amethyst ring, which was exactly what I wanted.

Then we sat back down and he started telling me about all of our friends and family that knew, and how he had my custom-made ring made, and how there are none like it in the world because the lady usually only makes sapphire ones, etc. and then I think it hit me that this was real, and that’s when I started crying. And over the past few weeks whenever I tell anyone, I usually tear up, because I really never thought this would happen for me, and because I am so lucky to have finally met The Love of My Life.

Oh, and the big box? It was a gift from his mom to us!

The biggest question people ask is if we have a date planned, and NO! I have no idea when I will officially become Mrs. Squee. We are moving in together on June 1st, though.

We did do one thing really quickly though: we adopted a child together. But by “child”, I mean the furry kind: a sweet little kitten we named Felix who was found abandoned under a shed. Together we have 4 furry kids!

carolyn n baby felix

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