Ok, the engagement story. I think I've told this story about a thousand times at this point. To my friends, family, strangers, dentists, waitresses..just about everyone. And it never gets old to me!
It was a perfect way for David to ask me to marry him.
Ok, fast forward the last week of January. My mom and I planned on driving down to Florida for some family and friend (and of course David) visits. On our way down, I receive a text from my wedding planner friend, Laura. She desperately needs someone to lend her a few extra hands at her inspiration shoot on Friday. Her sister-in-law cancelled on her and she could really use me for a couple hours. It worked out to be a time when David was working and I had no plans set for that day, so I agreed.
Throughout the week, Laura and I texted about meeting up and all the details on the shoot. She even sent me the "itinerary" that she emailed to all of the vendors contributing to the shoot. I mean, this thing was legit. On Friday, I arrive at the most beautiful ranch where Laura and the vintage rental gal, Lisa, were already setting up. It was beautiful! A handmade sailboat, a sweetheart table set for 2, all of my favorite flowers.. I mean, it was gorgeous! I did small things like, attach "Mr." and "Mrs." signs to the back of the chairs and chewed gum to stick under candle sticks so they wouldn't fall over. (you know, the real hard stuff). Photographers and videographers arrived and started doing their thing. I was told the models would be arriving shortly, so we had to speed things up. Then Laura sent Lisa and I out to the store to grab some ice for the ice bucket.
When we returned I walked the ice over to Laura, and she asked me to grab the lighter off the sweetheart table. So I walk on over to the sweetheart table where videographers and photographers were filming. I contemplate how to get to the lighter without getting in their shot. (Little did I know, they were filming me!) And low and behold, on the table setting is a note addressed to me in David's handwriting. I started to read this really sweet note with a final sentence leading me to look up for my man. And out pop's David, snapping a photo of me. He proceeds to tell me how much he loves me and then get's down on one knee and asks me to be his wife.
It was such an incredible moment - I will never forget it. We got to enjoy the sweetheart table filled with cheesecake and sparkling white grape juice to celebrate. I soon realized the "Mr." and "Mrs." signs I attached to the chairs earlier were switched out to "Mr. David Lapham" and "Mrs. Juliet Lapham". Those sweet details make my heart leap.
I am so blessed to call David my fiancé and soon to be husband. He worked really hard with Laura, and all of the other vendors involved to make sure I was so surprised by his proposal. God has blessed me with a man made just for me and I am so thankful to be the future Mrs. David Richard Lapham.