How He ProposedI am a very private person but I will share this with my EP friends who have requested details.
I knew it was coming. We have been together for many years and King understood that I did not wish to be married again. I had been through that with someone else and it didn't go well. I have nothing against love. I love King deeply. I just didn't want to get married because of the role that portrays. King has always respected my wishes. As time has progressed I decided that I would welcome a proposal of marriage from him (There are many factors that made me decide this which are personal). We believe in the sovereign approach to marriage. The gentleman waits for a sign that a proposal would be welcomed. It saves face so that a gentleman does not lose his honor and a woman doesn't feel like she has given the wrong impression of desire. I told King recently that I would welcome a proposal from him.
Since I knew that he has always wanted to get married, I knew it wouldn't be long. He also knows that I don't like typical proposals. The fancy restaurant, present a ring at dessert kind of thing just isn't my style.
The first time I was married, my soon-to-be husband proposed in a park that I walked in daily. He had planned an outdoor luncheon and after lunch presented me with a gift which had my ring inside. Nice touch.
Anyway, King knew that I love San Francisco and always felt I left my heart there (Tony Bennett song), so he surprised me when he said he wanted us to go to San Francisco on Sunday. We take a lot of day trips and extended weekend trips so it is no big deal to go away for a few days.
In San Francisco, we went to the places that had childhood significance to me and did things that really delighted my heart. We had visited a bridal shop, which I didn't know that King had made plans in advance for them to have the dresses that I selected on hand for me to try. I told him that it felt strange because I was trying on dresses but hadn't been proposed to. It was like putting the cart before the horse. I knew we would be getting married but it seemed out of order.
Over the next four days we went for a walk down Lombard Street, rode a cable car, went to Fisherman's Wharf, and had a very romantic dinner at a wonderful and memorable place that is special to me. We danced. We were out very late and it became the next morning.
In the wee hours, we took a trip back to Lombard Street but this time we didn't walk down it; we were at the bottom of the street. He said that I had been with him through so many twists and turns in his life and was still with him (as he has been with me), and he asked me to continue the journey of life with him and asked if I would honor his heart and elevate his soul by becoming his wife. He got down on one knee and presented me with the most beautiful ring I have ever seen. I said yes. (smooch type stuff occurred here, - I told you I'm a private person.) We walked up Lombard Street and kissed again. It was to signify that we had gone down through the road of life and we were now going up the road of life. We flew back to Dallas yesterday and are expecting friends and family for Thanksgiving dinner today.
We are both very happy.