Ten years ago today, on a beautiful February afternoon in Disneyland, he asked me to marry him.
We were in one of the passages of Sleeping Beauty’s Castle, the one that leads from Fantasyland to Tomorrowland.
When I look back on it now, I smile and think about how appropriate it was, on the road to Tomorrowland. We ended up in that exact spot because he knew the castle was my favorite and the passages were the only areas where he could do it without a bunch of people staring — he was pretty nervous.
I smile every time I think of it. That and how I couldn’t figure out why he had to go to the bathroom so often that day (he was checking for the ring in his pocket after every ride).