There’s a few good laughs and memories I could share about my trip to Clearwater, Florida with my boyfriend Colby. Some of these things include: the altercation with a crazy man at a sketchy convenient store, our trip to see Winter and Rufus from Dolphin Tale, the old folks at the antique store, the spectacular typewriter we found (and bought), Colby breaking the blinds to our condo door, figuring out how to win tons of tickets at Dave & Buster’s and going home with a drone, the kid who literally squeezed in between Colby and the game he was playing, and took over, becoming burn victims after a day at the beach, watching a man escape from a straight jacket and 50 pounds of chain, getting our portraits drawn by a French guy who never quit smiling, a very old lady trying to walk a dog that definitely did not want to be walked, witnessing a dude crash on roller blades, meeting Gill, our trip to Busch Gardens and realizing we’re not as young as we once were, our trip to St. Petersburg and talking to the animals at Sunken Gardens, getting screamed at for failing to completely stop at a stop sign, the air conditioner quitting and our room reaching 84 degrees, spending way too much money at a record show, and encountering some really good people along the way. Although all of these things brought me some good laughs, something far better happened on this vacation.
On Tuesday, our first full day there, it was storming. It was obvious that the things we were wanting to do just were not going to happen, so we did a little antique and pawn shopping. It actually ended up being a very lovely day. We found some great spots, met some cool people, and found some awesome deals. Once we were shopped out, we headed to a little Italian restaurant to have dinner. They had the tiniest salt and pepper shakers I have ever seen which had me laughing for awhile. We couldn’t pronounce anything on the menu and neither could our waitress, so that was fun. It actually wasn’t raining while we were there, so we sat outside on their patio. It was a very romantic little dinner. When we were done and heading back to the car, it started to rain again, so we decided to call it a night and hang out at the condo.
We weren’t really doing a whole lot, but man we were having a good time. We were just happy to be with one another, away from home, away from work. We were just being the goofies that we are and enjoying every minute of it. This lasted awhile until somehow we ventured off into a deep conversation about life, each other as individuals and the relationship as a whole. Now, if anyone knows me, you know I live for this type of connection and you know that this relationship has been an absolute train wreck up until about 8 months ago. We have been dating for over 7 years now and the majority of that was a very, very dark time. It wasn’t until August of last year that things began to change. So, at this moment with him, my soul was completely overwhelmed with joy. I was almost in tears just realizing that the bad days were over, that we were finally happy and moving forward.
Just when I thought the evening couldn’t get any better, Colby stopped me in the middle of what I was saying and told me to hold on a second. He ran to the bedroom, ran back out and said he had two questions to ask me about what I had just been talking about. He asked the first question, I answered, and then he got down on one knee to ask the other. I immediately burst into tears, grabbed him and just kept repeating “I can’t take it”. That’s really how I felt, like I was just going to bust. I was so overwhelmed. Of course he starts to cry and we both fall to the floor holding each other so tight I don’t know how we were breathing.
After a few minutes of squirreling around in the floor, he began to tell about his adventure with the ring and the plans he originally had that were cancelled due to the rain. I eventually realized I needed to say something, so I stopped him and said “wait, I have something to say”. He answers with a “what” and I say “YES”. The crying and squirreling started all over again. We spent the rest of the night smiling, laughing and staring at one another. Every once in awhile I would flash the ring around and that was something I continued to do the remainder of the trip.
Colby was very excited that night, but the next day he was a little upset that he didn’t get to propose the way he wanted (in a hot air balloon), but honestly, I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. It was beautiful. We spent the rest of our vacation as fiancees and it was wonderful. We were on cloud 9 all week, still are.
Now I’ve got loads of planning to do and probably tons to write about. Here’s to a beautiful life with my best friend.