utah has my heart

This weekend was such a whirlwind.

I flew out of Boston at 7 AM Thursday morning, and I arrived in Utah at 10:15.

Ryan picked me up, and we were so excited to spend a little quality time together…

Because now we have another 6 weeks until I see him for Thanksgiving.

This man knows me so well.

He took me straight from the airport to get a much-needed coffee,

then we drove up to Park City to spend an hour or two with a friend of mine from college & her baby.

Then, we raced back into the valley for a delicious Peruvian dinner with a friend of his.

By the time all of this was done, I was spent (still on East coast time), and he was a bit off – tired and jittery.

We drove to American Fork to stay at his parents’ house and, upon arriving, I walked in and put my bags in my room immediately…more than ready to crash for the night.

When I walked back out to see if he needed help bringing his stuff in, I noticed dozens 

of fire and ice roses on the dining table. 

“Wow,” I thought. “His mom has great taste in flowers.”

And then I saw him…my man…on bended knee.

Right there, with the most beautiful flowers in the world and the most amazing man in the world,

everything stopped. 

I wasn’t tired anymore.

Ryan spoke to me about our dreams, how blessed he was to find me, and how very much

he can’t wait to start a life with me.

Then, he asked me to marry him, and I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.

I said yes!

(roses…my beautiful ring – Tanzanite & diamonds for my African roots)


I’ll have more on the upcoming wedding in the next few days. 

We’ll be moving fast since we’re eager to be married and not have to stomach the distance anymore.

For today though, I’m just letting this joy sink in ­čÖé

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