For our one year anniversary, Trevor and I decided to do a getaway weekend. We ended up getting a cute cabin in Bailey, CO and had planned to relax and enjoy our time away from Denver. We got in on a Friday night and on Saturday we had decided to go do a hike to an alpine lake. We had gotten up early and for some reason, I woke up in a very grumpy mood (haha poor Trevor). Me, being me, took this bad mood on our hike and complained how I didn’t feel good and how I wanted to go back to the cabin and hang out. Little did I know that this was going to be the hike where Trevor wanted to pop the question. He had the ring in his pocket the whole 7 mile hike and had planned to propose once we got to the alpine lake. However, due to my bad mood and the alpine lake not being quite as amazing as we had hoped it to be, he ended up scratching that plan and went to Plan B. That night, we finished dinner and Trevor came up with the idea to exchange letters we wrote to each other for our one year. He kept pushing all night for us to read the letters so I started to get a little suspicious. We finally went to go each get our letters out of our bags and I noticed Trevor was lingering a little longer waiting for me to leave the room. I asked him why he was acting so strange, in which he quickly replied, “just go wait out on the couch!” Right when he said that, I definitely knew something was going on and I hate surprises, so I refused to leave. He finally gave up and quickly pulled out a tiny wooden box from his bag and slid it in his pocket. Once I saw the box, I started to freak out and kept repeating, “What was that? What was that?! Are you serious?!” He told me to calm down and started ushering me to the sofa while I continued to freak out about what was going to happen. We sat down on the couch and he told me to read the letter he wrote for me out loud. I started reading the letter (cue ugly cry face and sob voice) and at the end of the letter were the few words that I had not been expecting…“Will you marry me?” I looked up from the letter and he had the ring and repeated the question, which brought me to tears, yet again. After a couple of tears and a few “shut the hell up” statements, I of course said YES! It may have not been the proposal that Trevor had planned, but I wouldn’t have asked for it any other way.
