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It makes sense that I (Ross) tell the story behind our engagement since from Heather's perspective it was simply a matter of minutes which included one new word, one big question, and one valuable ring.

It is difficult to determine when the story our engagement begins. Does it begin when I purchased the ring? Or does it start when we first began to seriously discuss and pray about marriage? Or maybe it starts even earlier, earlier as in before time when the eternal and all-knowing God planned for Heather and me to meet and eventually get engaged and be married?

For the sake of time and space and the limitations of my human mind, I will not attempt to start with the third question. To briefly address the second question, I think that for as long as Heather and I have know one another and been in a relationship, the idea of marriage has been in our hearts and in the back of our minds. I remember beginning to specifically pray for our engagement and marriage in Barcelona during the summer of 2004. While Heather and I were apart for the summer and only talking for about 30 minutes a week, God really used the time apart and the distance to draw us nearer to one another.

Moving ahead one year, imagine as if it is May 2005. Both Heather and I just graduated from Indiana University. I have been seriously praying, planning, and thinking about asking Heather to marry me. From my perspective, I needed to talk to my parents, talk to Heather's parents, buy a ring, figure out how to ask Heather, and then, as the well known Nike motto goes, 'just do it.'

The week after graduation, I went back home to Fort Wayne for a few days. I had been talking to my parents about engagement for a couple of months, and this was the time to look for rings. During the couple of days at home, my Mom and I went to what seemed like 50 jewelry stores. We did not find anything great but did learn a lot. So the morning before I was about to head back to Bloomington, we got up early and went to what seemed to be the two remaining jewelry stores in Fort Wayne. Thankfully, the last one we went to was great. I liked the selection, the people, and the prices. So I had them bring in a few diamonds from their cutters, and a week later I went back to Fort Wayne, looked at the stones, and picked the best—an internally flawless, perfectly colorless 24 ct. diamond. Just kidding, it is pretty darn nice though.

So, I had the ring and had thoroughly discussed marriage with my parents. Now I just needed to talk to Heather's parents. No problem right; well, Heather's family lives in Cincinnati and I was currently living in Bloomington. Heather was in Bloomington as well, and by this time it was the end of May. A key element in the engagement from my perspective was surprise. This made it difficult to personally contact the Olsen family. Luckily a few years back Alexander Bell invented a phone. Therefore, via radio waves, I was able to talk to both Heather's father and mother. They graciously approved my plea for permission to ask Heather to marry me.

Now, how did it actually happen? Sorry, I am being a little long winded.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005 was our 2.5 year dating anniversary. Heather and I had some evening dinner plans, and I had some other plans as well. The day started bright and early as I went to Heather's and woke her up for breakfast (my first time cooking eggs). After a nice morning meal, card and flowers, I took Heather to work. Fortunately, Heather had a lunch appointment which gave me some time to go to her place and decorate it with pictures, relationship keepsakes, candles, and whatnot. About 10 hours after seeing Heather in the morning, I picked her up from work, and we proceeded to carry out dinner plans by going to tutto bene. After dinner, we drove back to my apartment and took a walk around the Indiana University campus.

Just an aside, the weather was wonderfully perfect. The previous week weather forecasts predicted that it would be hot, muggy, and rainy (waaaaa waaa). God was gracious and answered prayers providing a perfect evening.

On our walk around campus, we stopped at the Showalter Fountain. After chatting for awhile, I said three words to Heather that she had never heard me say to her before. 'I love you.' What came next? A question and a ring, and then our lives where changed. It's pretty great.

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