The Most Romantic Proposal Story

Nkosana & Nonhlanhla

2009-11-30T00:57:00.000-08:00

Nkosana and I met at work as new recruits at a call centre in Joburg CBD as call consultants; we started of as friends and used to go out often. The one date that brought us closer was on his birth day last year which is on 12 Jan, we went ice skating at Northgate Mall and we had a ball! That’s when we both realized that we actually enjoy each other’s company and can live harmoniously together. We both lived in Soweto with our families at the time.
I agreed to be his girlfriend in 21st March 2008 and we still continued working in the same floor as colleagues’ and lovers. It was very strange and interesting at the same time because we set opposite to each other, had lunch at the same time and even did the same shift. My life was transformed and our love continued to grow each day when we saw each other and we couldn’t miss a day without each other and the bond grew stronger.

On the 05th of October 2009 I went to do my hair and my nails suspecting nothing at all, I got a call from him saying we should meet at Spurs Westgate Mall. I got there and we ordered as usual however there was something different about him, he had that spark in his eyes. . . Oh and I adore his eyes! He called out a waiter who just came and placed a tray on our table, it was closed at the time. He asked “ open it baby” and I did. . .I saw the Sterns box and I was immediately shaking & was full of tears, I opened the box and there it was my “DIAMOND RING” with matching earrings and a chain!!

I have never cried such tears of joy before in my life, he knelt down, held my hands and then said “Nonhlanhla you know that I love you right? “Well allow me to officially take you as my wife, it doesn’t have to take me 10 years to know that you are the one I want to spend my life with” it was like the words were taken off my mouth and I couldn’t breath but managed to say “YES. . I WOULD LOVE TO BE YOUR WIFE, MR. MAYISELA”

We then decided to move in together last year November at Houghton village North of Joburg & it has been a total bliss waking next to him every morning and he treats me like a Queen!!
We are currently planning our long waited “BIG DAY” and we are hoping to have a small gathering by November 2009 so that we can have a honey moon to remember!!
“I never knew where I intended to go but I intend to be where I am for eternity”!!!

Natasha & Arnold

2009-11-30T00:55:00.000-08:00

Arnold and I have been together since August 2005.
How we met…….

It was a Friday, my sister invited my folks and I for a braai at her place, my brother in law’s friend lived close by, and while we were at their place Francois’s friend popped in to say hi with three of his friends from Plettenberg Bay. They had come to watch SA vs. New Zealand Rugby at Newlands. Anyway they ended up having a couple of drinks with us, and eventually they braaied with us and then Mom and Dad went home, an we decided to go out dancing. Arnold and I hit it off from the minute we saw each other. My Mom said to me later that while they were at the braai, she could see that he didn’t stop looking at me.
We all got home at about 5 that morning and made breakfast, and then they left. Arnold asked for my phone number – and my answer was – what do you want it for? I live in Cape Town and you in Plettenberg Bay? Never the less I gave it to him. That night he called me to ask me to join them in Newlands – and I said no.

He phoned me every day from that day on. And two weeks later he bought me a plane ticket to come and visit for the weekend.

We went out long distance for a year and a half….

In June 2007, I managed to get a transfer with my work and moved to Plettenberg Bay.

The Proposal…….

Firstly I had no idea, I had expected it ages ago (we only looked at rings once) – and was not expecting it now.

So…
My Birthday was on the 29th of October – we went out for dinner and had a nice evening. That was the Thursday. – I would have expected it then.

On the Sat the 31st……

We live on a farm, about 12km from Plettenberg Bay

That morning we drove into Town, and I thought we would be going to the shops as usual, and we carried on driving to the airport in Plett, next thing there’s a helicopter, and he chats to the pilot who is a client of his, and then he says lets go?? So I thought it was a part of my birthday present from Thurs. Anyway we fly over the coast and then along to Wittedrift and then we are flying over his farm and I’m looking out the window and I see – “Tash will you marry me?” done in stones on a hill! My answer was Definitely YES. And then we landed on the farm, the pilot left us there. We then walked a couple of metres to the river, and there was a table with Lilies on it, and then he got a bottle of champagne out the river (this he had done before we left home, he told me he was going to move the cows, and I was bathing and getting ready), and two glasses, and next a punnet of strawberries, and next he gave me the ring, which he designed as well as had made.

I have never been so happy, he is the most amazing man and I am so much in love with him, and so grateful that God has put this man in my life.

Meredith & Ryan

2009-11-30T00:43:00.000-08:00

Mountaintop Moment

By: Meredith Becker and Ryan Neufeld

Who out there has ever been in a long distance relationship? Mmmm. I feel your pain. Who out there has endured the annoying time difference, the difficulty of not seeing your loved one often, and missing him (or her) all the time, every day?! Well, if you know what I’m talking about, or have an inkling of what this type of relationship is like, you can totally relate to our story. However, if you’ve never had the privilege of being in long, and I’m talking L-O-N-G distance relationship…let me fill you in on how our tale began. I decided to take the plunge, and sign myself up to meet someone online. So after sifting through numerous fellows, I was “matched” to Ryan, and initiated contact with him. I admired his values and his adventure-filled photos. He must have liked mine too, because he began to talk with me. He’d write me everyday-emails galore. At first I wondered if he was just agreeing with me, because he felt the same way I did about almost everything. But it was just him. Then he called me, and we’d talk, two or three hours a day. (You may be wondering, how can you talk that much?! How can HE talk that much? But, the answer’s simple. The conversion factor is what’s crucial here, for we all know that 8 hours of live face time is equal to one hour over the phone, right?) Anyways, we talked. He flew out to VA to meet me in May. He was in love…and although it took me a little bit longer to meld the “real life Ryan” to the “email/phone Ryan” soon I knew I was totally in love with this man too. (I’m extremely condensing this whole meeting part, because this is supposed to be a story of an engagement, right? Ok! I’ll continue…)

My dear Ryan arrived at my house, late one evening in October, after flying across the nation to visit me. Yes, my boyfriend lives in Washington, that rainy laden place. I’m on the exact opposite coast, in Virginia. I screamed when he got into view in the airport, and ran into his arms with a huge smile, hug, and kiss. He’s an excellent hugger. Strong and manly, and I feel so safe in his arms. It was a wonderful reunion. Around 10am the next day, Ryan meandered into the kitchen, and my dad began chatting with him. They seemed to be discussing insignificant things (as I happened to overhear from the living room) when I waltzed into the kitchen. It seemed cheery and natural until, at that moment, my dad put his arm around me, and told Ryan, “Son, I know you’re probably nervous about asking for Meredith’s hand in marriage, and just want you to know that her mother and I give you our blessing.” Ryan’s mouth opened and yet he was unable to speak. I was beginning to sweat and feel nervous. What would dad say next? Dad continued, “Meredith is a wonderful girl, as you know, and has been under our umbrella of protection since she was born. We now entrust her into your care, and believe you will provide for and take care of all her needs.” Ryan nodded. He seemed like he had swallowed one of those powdered sugar donuts and needed a glass of milk before he could even swallow. I tried to comprehend what was actually taking place. Ryan had not ASKED my dad’s permission to marry me, but dad just offered me to him! Dad continued to tell Ryan many other kind words of love, which I was thankful to hear firsthand. A few minutes later, dad informed us he had to be off to work, he shook Ryan’s hand and out he went. Ryan stood there stunned. Then he asked me, “Hon, I guess your dad got that letter I wrote him, huh? The one asking if I can marry you?” With a quizzical look on my face, I said, “Baby, I don’t think so! I mean, first off, dad is terrible at keeping a secret! If he’d gotten a letter from you, we would all know! And secondly, normally I get the mail for my parents, and I haven’t come across a letter from you either!” Ryan looked appalled, and told me he sent a letter first class, last week, so it should have definitely been in VA by now. We both just laughed then, and shrugged our shoulders and wondered if maybe the letter would arrive today? Still the fact that my dad offered my hand in marriage to Ryan (without Ryan really even asking!) proves how deeply my parents love this man, and have high hopes for Ryan to love, care for, and be the godly husband I need, and I couldn’t agree more!

It was October 23, 2009, and although the gold, red, and orange-yellow leaves were falling beautifully and dancing to the ground, there was also a wet, foggy chill to the air. Ryan asked if we could go to the Peaks of Otter. They are a beautiful snippet of the Blue Ridge parkway, and for Ryan and myself, it’s a dear place, as it was our first date! So, off we drove, 30 minutes in the car, and wound up the curvy roads and reached the lodge, at the base of the mountain. We were surprised to find we were surrounded by elderly people! There must have been about 4 busloads full of people touring the area. We were definitely the youngest there by a long shot! We decided to go in the lodge, have a cup of hot chocolate, and enjoy the view of the lake. As we nestled into the comfortable wooden chairs, we talked, and sipped our drinks, and I just adored being with Ryan in person. Not over the phone. Not through Skype. Not through email. In real life. We were together. I love this man. And in that moment, as I gazed into his handsome, rugged face, and held his gentle, strong hands, I just thanked the Lord for him, and for bringing us together today. About a second later, Ryan jumped up, and said, “Um, I have to go get something.” I guess he saw the puzzled, questioning look on my face, because he then continued, “But don’t worry babe. It’s not what you’re thinking.” I waited. I looked at people strolling around the lake. I smiled into my cup of lukewarm hot chocolate, and wondered what he was retrieving from the car, and fleetingly thought we could get engaged any day now…especially since he had my father’s blessing! I quickly came back to reality though, as Ryan reappeared with a bounce in his step and a little brown leather bound book in his hand. I exclaimed, “Oh! You brought your Bible! Cool. Let’s read some.” But he shook his head, and held the book out to me and said, “No, honey, it’s not a Bible, but I do want to read it with you.” I inspected the beautiful book, and he encouraged me to open the book, and he flipped it open to the back of the book, where he had drawn a somewhat Napoleon-Dynamite-esque picture of us…complete with shading on my upper lip! I praised him for his effort. He laughed. Then I turned to the beginning of the journal, where Ryan had written an inscription in the front just for me. It was incredibly sweet, and as he held me, I began to read…story after story of his life…where he was born, growing up in Togo, West Africa, a son of missionary parents, fighting off green mamba snakes, playing with the natives and American neighbors, having bean-pod wars, how he learned to spot where a witch doctor lived by the white flag over their hut, how he came to know Jesus Christ. It was heart-warming, and appealing. Some of the stories I knew, while others were vaguely familiar. The pages continued on, with funny black and white pictures, others with intricate scenes depicting snapshots of his childhood. Some pages were laced with Ryan’s prayers, how he personally experienced Christ’s love and forgiveness, and certain songs that had blessed his soul. It felt like I had found the key which opened the depths of his heart.

After reading a while, we decided we needed a change of scenery. We headed outside, in hopes to find a dry spot to sit and read more of this luscious new novel. But it was still drizzly and everything was wet. My hands grew a bit chilly and I attempted to snuggle them into his fleece pocket, when Ryan protested, “Don’t put your hand in there!” which shocked me (cause normally he doesn’t mind at all). Then he asked, with a twinge of sadness, “You didn’t feel anything, did you?” At that moment, I realized, there MUST be a ring in that pocket! Even though I had only felt the warmth of his fingers, and had not felt any box like shape at all, I told him, “No, just your hand!” and gave him the raised eyebrow look and then a questionable smile. In that moment, Ryan seemed a tad disappointed that he had given away his secret, but I was pumped. Ecstatic! I tried to remain calm, and didn’t say much for a while. We continued walking, deeper into the fog, and let me just add, ever since I met Ryan, fog has accompanied us. Somehow to me, it reminds me that God is right there with us, surrounding us. As we continued strolling, Ryan recalled he had carved our initials into a tree. He wondered if we could find it, and as he investigated tree after tree, there they were. The M + R…carved in a sharp pointy fashion, but unmistakable. This was our tree.

And so we walked, hand in hand, back to the car, and I smiled up at Ryan as he opened then closed the car door for me. We set off to find a mountain lookout point. Eventually Ryan found the perfect spot, and he swung the CR-V into reverse, so the back of the vehicle was gazing out over the mountains and hills. He flipped the backseats down, laid out the blankets we had in the car, and hopped in back to lean on them. It was just us, and it was excellent, overlooking the beautiful treetop lines, polka-dotted with vibrant fall colors and a thick hazy fog which climbed the mountain to the east. We snuggled down, enjoyed the view, and shared some snacks. We toasted with fresh sparkling apple cider, made from a nearby orchard, and it was just a pleasant peaceful moment. In between bites, I continued reading, and questioned his writing, not only the legibility but also for more details, and he kindly explained himself, and seemed to enjoy having me read his incredible work of art! Finally the book neared the end of his childhood, teenage years, and early adult life, and it cut to the day he met me. In the journal, he wrote, “Now I must interrupt the story. I must say something to you, my sweet, sweet, Meredith…” and at this point, I could not read aloud any more. Tears welled up in my eyes, and Ryan then took my hand, and the book in his other hand, and continued to read, while looking into my shimmering eyes between phrases. He confessed his unconditional love for me, and how he desires to take care of me and love me, and share the rest of his life with me. In the journal, he had written a number of questions for me, 1) Will you share in this life with me? 2) Will you go with me wherever God leads? 3) Will you accept me as your future husband 4)And...one more question, sweet woman that I love…will you marry me? Underneath these questions were two lines. One read, YES with a line to put my signature on, the other read NO with a line to put my signature on. I told him, “I wish I could sign it, but I’m sorry…I didn’t bring a pen.” But Ryan didn’t look dismayed, as he withdrew a black ball point pen from his pocket, and said “Don’t worry. I came prepared.” And as I signed my name (under the YES line, of course!) he got down on both knees, and told me he had one more gift for me. He then displayed the most gorgeous cushion-cut diamond ring set on a thin platinum band, that I had ever seen, and as I my jaw was still wide in awe, he gently placed the beautiful sparkling dazzler on my shaking ring finger. I looked up at him, mesmerized, and grateful. So grateful that God would bring THIS man into my life, who truly loved me! (and had exceptionally fine taste in engagement rings!) We hugged, we kissed, and tears sprang into my eyes, out of total joy and happiness. Ryan then reminded me, “Honey, you know, by signing your name, you’re bound to be my wife, and there’s no going back now!” I nodded and laughed. We then took a few moments to pray, and thanked the Lord for His work, His timing, and for His leading in our relationship. We tried to take a few pictures outside, but it was getting dark…and that evening, as we drove down the mountain, as a newly engaged couple, it occurred to me how deeply God must love us, to bless us with this kind of amazing joy, deep love, and complete peace.

The journal is something we will continue to write in as we pursue new adventures together. And oh, the letter Ryan wrote to my dad? Well, it arrived the next day…after we were happily officially engaged.

Mike & Justine

2009-08-24T05:39:00.000-07:00

Mike and I met back in primary school when we ended up in the same class back in grade 5, he ended up being my first “boyfriend” ,he used to call me and play songs over the phone that to this day my sister still remembers. After parting ways in primary schools to attend different high schools we crossed paths again in grade 10 where we started dating on the 11th of March 2001 , but let me get to the proposal...

One of my favorite places on earth is the African bush, last year June Mike had said to me that he wanted to try organize to go through to one of his clients game farms in August, which I was thrilled to do, all I was told was the dates and that it was a clients game farm. His story NEVER changed which never made me question anything but I was so looking forward to getting to the bush.

On Friday the 22nd of August I left work at 12h00 and Mike had always said we need to leave as early as possible as he had booked us on a game drive that he didn’t want us to miss. We started our journey to the bush and ended up at the Madikwe game reserve gates, still totally oblivious I asked whether he was lost and needed to ask for direction which he just answered no to. We arrived at Impidimo game lodge to an awesome welcome by the staff and asked to fill in our details for the game drives etc, this was when I realized that we weren’t going to his clients farm but staying there for the weekend. I was over the moon that he had arranged such an incredible weekend, Mike in general isn’t much of an organizer or a liar for that matter so I was very impressed that he managed to surprise me with all of this!

The game driver explained to us that the rest of the camp had already left for the game drive so we would have our own private drive for that evening, I was beaming J We went to our room, grabbed our jackets and climbed into the game vehichle, 10minutes into the drive we found a beautiful male lion that I was excited to see and sit and watch but the game ranger said we would miss the sunset if we stayed, this was strange seen I would have rather stayed to watch the lion but thought nothing of it, then we drove up the top of this hill where I could see a table for two set up with candles, champagne, roses, strawberries etc waiting for us. Mike and I climbed out of the vehichle and sat down watching the sunset and just enjoying the beauty of the bush, I honestly thought that I was the luckiest girl in the world that Mike had gone through all of this for me, I couldn’t have asked for a better weekend but all did I know it was just going to get better!

On arrival back at the camp we were welcomed with warm drinks and we went and sat on the balcony looking out onto the bush and then we were ushered back to our room. As we entered the room the curtains were opened revealing a dinner set up for just the two of us on our balcony. We sat down and started eating our soup and within 5minutes Mike started telling me that he loves me with all his heart and that he wants to spend the rest of his life with me and proceeded to get down on one knee and propose! I was ecstatic, burst into tears and just gave him the biggest hug, oh and of course said YES J It was truly the greatest weekend of my whole life!

Mike and I are getting married this October and I feel so blessed to be marrying my best friend and I couldn’t have ever asked for a better proposal than the one that I got!

Laura and Steve

2009-07-01T03:10:00.000-07:00

My boyfriend, Steve, and I met 4 years ago at varsity when the fund raising organisation we were both involved with had an orientation weekend in Nyanga. There was an immediate attraction but we only got together a few months later. He has been by boyfriend and my best friend ever since.The engagement story...We had planned to go home to my parents’ farm after work on Friday and stay 2 hours from Cape Town and so get to the farm a bit earlier on Saturday. Steve and I discussed accommodation spots for the Friday and debated where to stay, what time he could leave work etc. and eventually decided on a place that he said he would book as a little surprise for us.On Friday, after leaving work early, getting my tyres pumped up, putting petrol in and packing all the padkos I had bought, we left. We drove along the N2 and after a while I said “isn’t this the wrong highway?” Steve replied that we were taking a route that someone from work recommended because of the bad traffic on the N1.We looked for the turn and I said “oh that must be it” but then we had missed it (typical of Steve, whose direction sense is a bit fuzzy). He said he would just turn around in the airport. But when we got to the airport he said he had organised a surprise, we were going to fly somewhere in South Africa, but our flight was only later so we needed to go to my flat first so that I could pack some smart clothes! So off we went (Steve had now put in a CD he had made me of special songs) and then later we were dropped off at the airport.

I still didn’t know where we were going and only found out when we checked in that we were flying to Jo’burg; Steve said it was only a stopover. We spent the night at our hotel and then in the morning Steve asked if I would like to go to Sandton City (he knew that I would!). So of course we went to Sandton City and he said he had one more surprise- if I saw anything I liked he would buy it for me! So we did a whirlwind shop because I wasn’t turning down that opportunity! We made our way out of Jo’burg to our mystery destination which turned out to be a game lodge near Sun City (Kwa Maritane). Steve said he had made lunch reservations near the Palace. A Palace concierge lead us up to the 9th floor and I thought, “Oh, I haven’t been to this restaurant before!” The lift stopped and we went up two flights of stairs before coming out at a single table overlooking the entire area, set for the two of us, complete with 3 waiters. We went up the spiral staircase to see the view from the top of the Kings Tower and I was busy taking photos of the view when Steve started saying something, and then he got down on one knee and proposed, and gave me a beautiful ring! We then had our private lunch consisting of selections that Steve had specially chosen for each of us. We spent two nights at Kwa Maritane, went on a game drive and ended it off magically with a hot air balloon ride over the Pilansberg Game reserve (something we had always wanted to do) followed by champagne and breakfast. We then flew to Port Elizabeth and hired a car to drive to my parents’ farm for two nights as Steve had thought that I would like to see my parents to celebrate the good news with them.Steve had organised every tiny detail with such care that every moment was a surprise. I was touched by how thoughtful he was- he knew I would love to go shopping at Sandton City, that I would appreciate a private engagement, that I would love to see my parents afterwards and that it would be incredibly special to do the hot air balloon ride we had always spoken of.A friend of mine said “this is the storybook engagement that everyone dreams about”, for me it certainly was!

Jo and Elwyn

2009-06-22T00:45:00.000-07:00

Here is my completely romantic story of how my boyfriend proposed just a few weeks ago...

I went away to Mozambique with my mom for a long weekend at the end of May. Not having cellphone reception my boyfriend and I could not communicate at all. Pretty tough since we havdn't spent more than a day apart since we started dating (literally).

Anyway, not to my knowledge, Elwyn had bought the ring about a month before hand, and had already taken my family out for dinner to ask for myhand. I always knew he wanted to make a huge propsal, something we really would never forget, but I never thought...

As I walked though the International Arrivals at OR Thambo, there he was, literally pale with nerves, holding up a large sign with my name on it. Iimmediately thought this was one of his silly pranks as always, but as I got closer I realised how tense the crowd was, and then he switched over the board to reveal the BIG question" Will you marry me???".

I was so shocked. Not shocked that he was proposing, just shocked at how he'd planned it all. It was truly amazing. And when he got down on oneknee in front of all those strangers, and opened up the ring box, and the whole crowd clapped loudly... I'll never forget it that's for sure.
And to top it off, Elwyn organised a limo to fetch my mom and I from the airport. And he organised his friend to film the whole thing, so now I get to see it from everyone elses perspective and I can see it happen all over again.

Craig and Candice

2009-06-17T03:16:00.000-07:00

Finally we were on our way to our newly bought timeshare at Ngwenya lodge on the Crocodile River, bordering the Kruger National Park – very exciting! Our friends had come up to join us for the weekend and it was going to be a great couple of days with them and then some time with just Craig and myself. What a wonderful way to spend our week in the bush! We had an awesome time with our friends but eventually on Monday morning they were all on their way back to the daily grind. Lucky for us we still had four more days of rest and relaxation, what more could I have asked for? Well…

We were sitting on the balcony overlooking the river, listening to the Hippos playing in the water in front of us and watching the most amazing little display of fireflies flickering in the reeds on the river bank. Craig asked me what I felt like doing the following day; I suggested that we take an early morning drive through the park if the weather looked good.

5am I get woken gently, “come on get up, the weather is good, we going to go for a drive through the park” at this time of the morning I must admit I did not feel like doing much least of all getting dressed up… so I put on a pair of shorts and a strappy summer top, pulled my hair into a pony tail and I was ready to go. Craig was up and ready to go, very strange for him as he is not at all an early morning person.

We were off… to the park… So I thought! Because of the rain a couple of days earlier we were not able to use the Crocodile bridge entrance to the park so we had to drive to the next closest gate. After missing the turn off for the Malelane gate I asked if we were going to take another route and go in through a different gate. To which Craig replied very calmly... “You’ll see”. At this stage I was in no mood to question any further so sat quietly while we passed two of the gates along our trip to who knows where!

Eventually we pulled into a place with a big sign that said Elephant Whisperers. I looked at Craig and smiled, knowing that he had arranged a surprise for me. I had wanted to go on an elephant ride for along time. He smiled back and said we are here!

We were greeted by the friendly smiles of the staff at the elephant sanctuary and lead onto a big deck area where the elephants were playing and eating and breaking branches off of the trees, all within arms reach away. Craig dashed off for a couple of minutes; I assumed that he needed to go to the bathroom after the long drive. I sat watching the little elephant playing close to the deck and the large male in the distance uprooting small trees for fun.
Eventually we were lead off down the path by the guides where we were taught all about the elephant and how they show emotion and we got to feel and feed and touch a little one. It was absolutely amazing to learn how clever they are, they can learn up to 50 times more commands than an average dog. On this note they then chose a couple of people from the group to come forward and feed the little one by holding his trunk saying our names and then feeding, we did this four times. After we had done this the handler threw his cap a little way off and told the elephant to fetch it and go and give it to Candice, he went off picked up the cap with his trunk and brought it straight to me… Wow!

Then it was time to go for photos with the elephant, we had our picture taken with Tambo a male elephant who weighed 5,2 tons and stood over 4,5 m tall. It was quite intimidating to stand under this huge animal. Once that was done we got to go on our elephant back safari. We got to go on Tambo, we climbed up onto the ramp and climbed onto this beautiful animal and we were off, we walked for about half an hour with the guide telling us all sorts of information about the elephant and the story of how Tambo came to be at the sanctuary – apparently he has caused 2 million rands worth of damage to a lodge where he used to live after a female that he liked rejected him for another bull elephant.
After our trail through the bush at the sanctuary we returned to where we began our walk and all the other guests were helped off of their elephant and started to leave, we were still on our huge elephant! I started to wonder why everyone else was leaving and all the elephant were having their harnesses taken off and stored away, but we weren’t. Eventually they started leading all the other elephant down toward the dam and Tambo followed at this stage I thought that we were perhaps going to get off at another point. We got to the river and there it was a beautiful table set with the most delicious fruit and croissants, champagne and orange juice at this point I was very surprised, Craig had organized such a beautiful breakfast for us. How lucky was I to have such a wonderful man. So off we climbed and strolled down to the deck with the breakfast, I was greeted by someone who washed my hands with herbs and flower petals in a stone carved hand basin and dried them with a fresh fluffy towel.

We sat down to have some refreshing orange juice after being in the sun for a while, 4,5 m in the air! The elephant were playing around the dam and enjoying the vegetation around them when one of the guides came over and said that they wanted to see if the little elephant that they had taught my name earlier in the day would remember me. So we got up and saw this little cutie strolling over to me carrying a basket in his trunk, it was the cutest thing I’ve seen. As he got nearer to the deck the guide instructed him to find Candice and give her the basket, so he came plodding along and as he got near to me stopped and swayed his head from side to side and stretched out his trunk to give me the basket, It was amazing that this beautiful creature could remember who I was.The guide then said that there was a little gift inside the basket for me, I could see flowers at the bottom of the basket and immediately thought that Craig had organized him to bring me some flowers, little did I know.. I reached into the basket to remove the cloth covering my gift… and felt a little square box… my heart nearly stopped, I took the box out of the basket and Craig took it from me… By this stage the guides had all disappeared. He knelt down on one knee and opened the box, he looked deep into my eyes as if he was looking straight into my soul, and the most beautiful words poured out of his mouth like honey! Will you spend the rest of your life with me and be my wife? Well... “Of course I will, yes, yes, yes!)

We sat and ate our delicious breakfast and drank champagne, it was like we were the only people on earth. Craig had arranged every little detail without me knowing one little thing, we have been together for 11 years, best friends and high school sweet hearts, we are more in love now than we have ever been and cherish every moment that we have to spend together.
I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with my awesome soul mate.

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2009-05-13T07:30:00.001-07:00

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Jose

2009-05-13T07:28:00.000-07:00

I recently got engaged to the most beautiful woman alive :-)

I thought my proposal was cute,and so did my fiance'.

My fiance is VERY fond of cupcakes,especially the ones from a bakery in cape town called Charley's bakery.So i got them to make me 5 wicker chocolate cupcakes saying :WILL YOU MARRY ME, and i left the last cupcake empty so i could put the ring inside.We went away for the weekend to Knysna for my birthday, and went out for supper the evening of my birthday.After supper i took a drive down to the lagoon and parked the car.I said to her that she must wait there because i bought her a gift and just wanted to get it out of the boot of the car. I opened the boot where the cupcakes were lying,took the ring out of the box,put it in the last cupcake, and told her to close her eyes as it is a surprise. I walked over to her side of the car,went down onto my knee,put the box of cupcakes on her lap and told her to open her eyes.
When she opened her eyes and saw what was in front of her,she just burst out into tears cause it was a complete surprise!!!
After her crying and getting all excited,i just looked at her and said: Can i take that as a yes,and she replied: of course you can....FIANCE'.

Well that's my story which made me the happiest man in this world

Itai & Rufaru

2009-05-13T00:08:00.000-07:00

Where to start
My boyfriend ( Itai) lives and works in Joburg and I have the great privilege of living in Cape Town. we have been dating since November 2005 and he moved to Joburg in January 2007. We see each other every 6-8 weeks on average, sometimes less, sometime more.
I spent most of January 2009 working in Joburg so we got to see quite a lot of each other. In February i was on leave studying for my accounting board exam in March. So we had decided we were not going to see each other till after my exam.

One week before Valentine's Day, Itai called me to ask me what i was doing on Valentine's Day. When you have a big exam ahead of you and your boyfriend lives in Joburg, the answer is easy " Nothing". it was also a strange question for him to ask because he doesn't believe in Valentine's Day and i usually have to beg and scrimp (almost) for a rose on that day. he tells me that he wants to do something for me and asks how much time i can take off. A couple of conversations later, we agree on 4hours ( 12pm to 4pm). My mind starts ticking ( i don't like surprises)...what could it be? And then i figured he would never fly down from Joburg for a 4hour visit so it couldn't be that. Maybe a massage or the like....

I soon put that to one side, not having time to dream about a surprise that might disappoint me ( yes, i am a cynic). Valentine's Day morning arrives and i have this feeling that maybe he IS coming down to visit me. So i think , let me call him and if his phone is off, then he is on a plane and if he answers; then its not that. For some reason however, i get distracted and don't end up calling. The anticipated 12pm arrives ( i have been told to dress comfortably - so have a long argument with my sisters about why i will NOT wear a dress and heels). Itai calls me and asks if "they have picked me up". Who is they I wonder? I say no and he sounds panicked " they must be running late".... He hangs up and calls me a few minutes later to tell me that "they " ( whoever they are) are on their way and will be there at any moment. Soon after my door bell rings and a man in a Cape Coloured accent asks me to come down to the gate. i go down to find Itai downstairs. completely surprised.

I don't surprise easily so that was a feat to pull off......
We spent the rest of the day hanging out..... we went to Llandudno beach ( the first beach we went to after we started dating). At this stage i was in a complete blur...so happy to have Itai around and didn't care what we did. And ofcourse i was not expecting anything else, i just thought it was an elaborate Valentines Day Surprise. After Llandudno, we went to Iziko Museum to see the Wildlife Photography Exhibition and after that he suggested that we go to the Gold of Africa Museum because " they have a new display and we haven't been there in a while"

The Gold of Africa Museum is significant because we tried to go there on afternoon in November 2005 but bad weather, power cuts etc... prevented us from going in and we ended up having coffee at a lovely little restaurant nearby where he eventually couldn't take it anymore and asked me to go out with him.

So we were walking around Gold of Africa museum ( which is basically the history of gold through Africa and hence FULL of gold rings and artifacts).....get to the end and itai wants to go back to look at some map. We go back into one room and itai says" i think we missed this display the first time round". So i looked at the display and then suddenly i recognised the ring in the display as one i had seen when i had been in Joburg with him and liked. And i said " isn't that MY ring?" itai says" i don't know" So basically i spent the next couple of minutes looking at this ring from all angles saying - "yes, it is the same, no, it only looks like it, how strange that i would see it both in joburg and cape Town? what is it doing in a museum? " Itai responds " why don't you take a closer look?" And i (with my nose to the glass cabinet respond " what do you mean, take a closer look?" And then itai, pulls out a key, opens the cabinet, takes the ring, gets down on one knee...and the rest is pretty evident.

So 3 years, 3months and 3days to the day that he asked me out, i agreed to be his wife.

Willem and Danielle

2009-05-12T23:55:00.000-07:00

Last night I met the woman I'm going to marry!"

These were my words to my brother early January 2005 upon him asking how my weekend was. After some convincing Danielle and I started going out on June 17th that same year. I now know what love at first sight is...

On the 13th of February 2009 we got engaged! Just 4 days shy of being together a wonderful total of 44 months. I felt the time was never going to be as right to ask Danielle to marry me and she said yes.

My planning started in October the previous year and I must admit that it couldn't have turned out any better! Everything was perfect for the perfect woman!

Our engagement was pre-empted with a lot of lying and misleading. Close to the end of January I informed my then girlfriend that my sister has invited the family to come and spend Valentines weekend on their new farm in Hoedspruit. It was also my sister's birthday so we had little choice but to go. I apologized for not being able to do something special with her on Valentines as it was quite a big day in our relationship. She was disappointed but accepted it nonetheless.

I then proceeded to phone/email my entire family to tell them that I am taking Danielle on a special Valentines weekend to a lodge near Nylstroom where I grew up - Metsi Metsi Country Lodge. They must just stick with the story of going to my sister's farm and how much fun it will be. Luckily everybody played along and she didn't expect a thing.

Meanwhile I found the perfect design for her ring and asked my cousin to make it for me to be ready the morning of 13 February as she is a very talented and qualified jewelry designer.

Almost everything was in place - Danielle thought we were going to my sister; My family thought we were going on a Valentines weekend; I made the booking at the lodge & the ring would be ready in time.

I took Friday off from work and met up with the future in-laws in order to ask for Danielle's hand in marriage. I was very nervous, but everything turned out well and I was on my way to fetch the ring from my cousin. I got the most beautiful ring in the world and went home to start packing. Danielle was meeting me at around 14h00 and I had to be ready!

I also bought some normal Valentines gifts like chocolates, candles, teddy bear, etc. The ring was in a small velvet bag. I took a shoebox and put the ring right at the bottom. I then put all the normal Valentines gifts on top which hid the ring. Then I wrapped the box in stunning, shiny & romantic paper & attached a Valentines card on the top with a poem that I had written myself!

Then I wrapped the entire box again with normal birthday paper so that Danielle would think that the present was for my sister:)

She arrived on time and we headed off to my sister. I said to her that there were terrible roadworks on the N4 and thus we would have to take the N1 North. I also asked my Mom to sms her to say we must drive safe. Danielle was completely unaware that her life was about to change...

Danielle fell asleep on the highway which gave me a chance to go through my speech again. She woke up just as I took the off ramp towards Nylstroom. She asked what was going on and I simply smiled and said: "Did you really think I would take you to my family for Valentines?"

She was extremely surprised and excited! I then put on our favorite song and she held my hand the whole way into town. We eventually got to the lodge at about 16h30. It is a 4 star lodge that we have visited in the past as the owners are good family friends. We were also the only guests which made it that much more special.

We took our bags to the suite and proceeded to walk down to the wooden deck overlooking the dam. I had organized a romantic sunset dinner with 3 courses, candles & wine. Everything was made up beautifully and Danielle was blown away - all the while thinking this is a great Valentines!

As the sun was going down and we had finished dessert I said she should open up some presents. She took the shoebox with the crappy paper and opened it up only to be shocked to find a beautiful Valentines card and a much more appropriately wrapped box. She read the card and got a little teary-eyed. Then she opened the box and took out the gifts one by one, I asked her to leave the little bag for last:)

Candles - chocolates - teddy - nightgown - vase ... then she opened up the bag, saw something shining and with a strange expression asked me what this is?

I got up, walked around the table, got down on one knee and took her hand. At this point we were both pretty close to tears. I then gave a little speech which I'm not going to repeat now and she just starting crying, shaking her head and said YES! She continued to cry for about an hour as we enjoyed our first engagement dance under starry skies...

It was the most amazing moment and night of my life and I can not wait to spend the rest of it with my Danielle!

I hope you enjoyed our little fairy tale....

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2009-04-15T07:26:00.000-07:00

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Martin & Jeanique' Romantic Proposal

2009-04-15T07:23:00.000-07:00

I would like to share our amazing proposal experience with you (I hear we can win our honeymoon!)...

My fiancée (her name is Jeanique) and I have been dating for 8 months after we were matched by non other than our parents! We had been discussing marriage since the early stages of our relationship, but I still took her completely by surprise. We have started looking for wedding venues since the beginning of this month (as they fill up quite quickly) but I was yet to propose. I could see that she would have liked to be engaged while the whole process was going on, but she was under the impression that I agreed with the fact that our engagement should not last longer than approximately 6 months.

As the initial date for our wedding was to be March 2010, she assumed that we would get engaged by approximately August/September this year. However, we got engaged last weekend in an idyllic setting with another surprise – I want to get married in September this year!

I had found an amazing guest house in Bishopscourt (called Bishopsgrace) which we were to visit on the day to scout as a possible wedding venue (we are looking for something elegant but intimate). I contacted the guest house the previous week and arranged a viewing to determine whether it would fit the proposal – and it was absolutely sublime. The views of the rugged peaks with the lush green of Kirstenbosch simply take your breath away, so it was an easy decision on the place of proposal.

I arranged for them to set up a table on the veranda overlooking the gardens and mountains with breakfast ready for us when we arrive. The previous day (Saturday) I had white linen napkins embroided in burgundy with our initials (MJ and JM) with the date – as something we can keep to remember the day by. I also bought a luxury orchid plant (her favourite flower) as a table centrepiece (see details later), as well as 4 bunches of blood red roses. I then took some sepia and black & white photos of Scrabble letters (arranged on the playing holder) with words like “Marry me”, “love”, “peace”, “joy” etc with a grain wood background.

I delivered all these items on the Saturday for them to drape the table with. The rose petals were to be stripped and scattered on the table, with the napkins suitably placed, and the photos also scattered on the table and inside the orchid leaves. A bottle of bubbly was also requested in an ice bucket, with rose petals all over.

On the Sunday, I picked her up in the morning (we live in the Northern suburbs) and we headed to three possible venues that were booked for the morning (a restaurant in Hout Bay, a wine farm in Constantia and Bishopsgrace). Jeanique therefore knew that we were going to Bishopsgrace, but she was merely under the impression that we were going to scout it as a possible wedding venue. In fact, I had to organise with other venues that they “cancel” on us on Sunday so that we could just “happen to go to” Bishopsgrace!

The start of the morning (whilst looking at the first two venues) was obviously quite nerve wrecking for me as my attention was clearly elsewhere while she had no idea! I constantly had to remind myself that I had to act as if I didn’t know where the place was (I even took my GPS with as if to try to find it on there!). Jeanique is incredibly inquisitive and would have picked up the slightest offish behaviour on my part, so I really had to exert myself so that she didn’t expect anything.

Upon arrival at the guest house, I naturally had to act that it is the first time I am seeing the place. Also – I had to “introduce” myself to the hosts of the guest house, who also had to act like I had never been there before. In the entrance hall, I excused myself to the bathroom, while the hostess showed Jeanique the package information. This was done to keep her in the entrance hall while I run around to the patio to hang her engagement ring (that I had designed without her knowing) on the tip of the curved orchid plant (I didn’t want to have the cliché box). When I ran around to the table, a lady (whom I presumed to be a guest) was standing at the table looking at everything and quickly enquired as to if I’m the “groom”! While she quickly ran out (the guests politely vacated the house while we had the visit), she noted that she would marry me if my girlfriend declined based on the look of the table!

I slowly walked back to the entrance hall, now clearly engrossed in the biggest moment of my life. I took Jeanique by the hand, and she could clearly see that something was different, because she immediately asked what was the matter. I just said “I haven’t been completely honest with you…” and lead her to the patio. The staff were so wonderful, they had already strewn the rose petals from the living room to form a little red path to the table.

When we got to the table, I knelt on one knee and simply spoke from my heart (I deliberately didn’t have any speech prepared – I was going to mess it up anyway!). I later joked with friends that it was easy to go down on one knee as my legs were so wobbly they were about to collapse under me anyway!

She immediately started crying and accepted my proposal just about as I was finishing my question – after which I put the ring on her finger and we exchanged bursts of crying and laughing simultaneously. The amazing thing about it was that we were completely alone (the only background noise the sound of Josh Groban and Sarah Brightman) and could then enjoy a wonderful, leisurely breakfast together. Only after this did we phone the family and friends (who of course all knew that this was coming except her).

The reason why the proposal was a brunch is that she is currently busy just about every evening with a production at the Artscape. However, for the day, I organised that she didn’t have to be in the production that day, which meant no interruptions. She was completely dumbfounded that the whole day was just ours, as our schedules have been very busy with the show being on.

Ultimately it turned out so much better than what I imagined it to be – it was just the perfect day to a perfect start of our lives together.

2009-04-15T07:09:00.000-07:00

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Rufaro & Itai Proposal Story

2009-04-15T07:05:00.000-07:00

Where to start...

My boyfriend ( Itai) lives and works in Joburg and I have the great privilege of living in Cape Town. we have been dating since November 2005 and he moved to Joburg in January 2007. We see each other every 6-8 weeks on average, sometimes less, sometime more.

I spent most of January 2009 working in Joburg so we got to see quite a lot of each other. In February i was on leave studying for my accounting board exam in March. So we had decided we were not going to see each other till after my exam.

One week before Valentine's Day, Itai called me to ask me what i was doing on Valentine's Day. When you have a big exam ahead of you and your boyfriend lives in Joburg, the answer is easy " Nothing". it was also a strange question for him to ask because he doesn't believe in Valentine's Day and i usually have to beg and scrimp (almost) for a rose on that day. he tells me that he wants to do something for me and asks how much time i can take off. A couple of conversations later, we agree on 4hours ( 12pm to 4pm). My mind starts ticking ( i don't like surprises)...what could it be? And then i figured he would never fly down from Joburg for a 4hour visit so it couldn't be that. Maybe a massage or the like....

I soon put that to one side, not having time to dream about a surprise that might disappoint me ( yes, i am a cynic). Valentine's Day morning arrives and i have this feeling that maybe he IS coming down to visit me. So i think , let me call him and if his phone is off, then he is on a plane and if he answers; then its not that. For some reason however, i get distracted and don't end up calling. The anticipated 12pm arrives ( i have been told to dress comfortably - so have a long argument with my sisters about why i will NOT wear a dress and heels). Itai calls me and asks if "they have picked me up". Who is they I wonder? I say no and he sounds panicked " they must be running late".... He hangs up and calls me a few minutes later to tell me that "they " ( whoever they are) are on their way and will be there at any moment. Soon after my door bell rings and a man in a Cape Coloured accent asks me to come down to the gate. i go down to find Itai downstairs. completely surprised.

I don't surprise easily so that was a feat to pull off......

We spent the rest of the day hanging out..... we went to Llandudno beach ( the first beach we went to after we started dating). At this stage i was in a complete blur...so happy to have Itai around and didn't care what we did. And ofcourse i was not expecting anything else, i just thought it was an elaborate Valentines Day Surprise. After Llandudno, we went to Iziko Museum to see the Wildlife Photography Exhibition and after that he suggested that we go to the Gold of Africa Museum because " they have a new display and we haven't been there in a while"

The Gold of Africa Museum is significant because we tried to go there on afternoon in November 2005 but bad weather, power cuts etc... prevented us from going in and we ended up having coffee at a lovely little restaurant nearby where he eventually couldn't take it anymore and asked me to go out with him.

So we were walking around Gold of Africa museum ( which is basically the history of gold through Africa and hence FULL of gold rings and artifacts).....get to the end and itai wants to go back to look at some map. We go back into one room and itai says" i think we missed this display the first time round". So i looked at the display and then suddenly i recognised the ring in the display as one i had seen when i had been in Joburg with him and liked. And i said " isn't that MY ring?" itai says" i don't know" So basically i spent the next couple of minutes looking at this ring from all angles saying - "yes, it is the same, no, it only looks like it, how strange that i would see it both in joburg and cape Town? what is it doing in a museum? " Itai responds " why don't you take a closer look?" And i (with my nose to the glass cabinet respond " what do you mean, take a closer look?" And then itai, pulls out a key, opens the cabinet, takes the ring, gets down on one knee...and the rest is pretty evident.

So 3 years, 3months and 3days to the day that he asked me out, i agreed to be his wife.

Stacy and Grantham's Romantic proposal Story

2009-03-13T03:33:00.000-07:00

I love the way my husband, Grantham aka Snorks, proposed!! It was 2006 I'd gone to London on a 2 year working visa to help start a church, Snorks came over a month after me but on a cricket contract down in the south of England so I only got to see him once but at the end of the cricket season he came and stayed with friends of ours for 6 weeks in London! He told me secretly that he wanted me to be his wife but that he needed to speak to my dad. He had to change his ticket and stay an extra month as my parents were coming to London for my birthday. He asked my dad the day before my birthday but he decided to not propose yet but to wait until I was back in SA, a little bit of a torture for me!!!!

THE EXCITING PART

5 months later I came home for easter and 2 weddings but I was going back to London in 2 weeks for another 4months so I wasnt 100% sure if Snorks would propose, even though I did know he had a ring ready and waiting. I thought if he did he'd take me up onto the mountain and propose, but if you know me I'm an out there person so as much as this would have been amazing I need a little more excitement especially as I knew he was one day going to propose. I arrived in Joburg on Wednesday 28 March 2007 so unbelievably excited to step onto SA soil as I hadnt been home for a year. I sat on the plane and cried my eyes out cause I was home and going to see my man and family. Unfortunately I waited an hour to get my bags but at this time 3 other plains had landed, this was before they changed OR Tambo and therefore all passengers came out of the same terminal. As I walked out with my massive trolly to find Snorks all I could see was hundreds of people. I stood still in the middle and started looking for him, next minuite he runs out to me gives me a big hug and a bunch of flowers and tells me he loves me so much, next minuite he puts his hand in his pocket pulls out a ring box gets onto his knee, opens the box and says will you marry me, in front of about 200 people. Wow I was completely shocked, said yes, yes YES! Grabbed him and kissed him, by this time everyone was shouting and screaming congrats, there was even a flash that went off (not sure if it was taken of us though)! If you know me it's completely my kind of proposal but if you know my hubby it's totally out of character for him, he's quiet and loves the out doors. He did really well!!

Lauren and Peter's Romantic Proposal Story

2009-03-13T03:16:00.001-07:00

Im a 22 year old-young women who 2 and a half years ago met her life partner!

I realised after only a year of dating that this was THE ONE! We are partners, lovers,

soul mates and best friends. He is my ultimate and I am his!

It was in August last year that I (the Girl), decided to propose. I asked my mom for her wishes

before mentioning it to any one else. Her reaction was no no no! The guy is meant to propose to the girl!

We discussed it a little further and I managed to talk my mom out of her views and into utter excitement.

Im her only girl and her princess has finally found her prince:)

Next was getting everything planned. I wanted to have the proposal local as we are very close to our family and wanted

to share the excitement with them. I decided that doing the proposal on his birthday would help make the proposal more of a

suprise as he would expect to be spoilt rotten on his birthday. His birthday was only in November so I had quiet a bit of time to plan.

Closer to the time - I set up a get together with his parents to ask for there sons hand in marraige. They were over the moon!

I asked them "what happens if he hates the idea of me proposing and says no" - his dad laughed and said "tough luck to him, I already

say yes on his behalf!". With that out the way - the day of the proposal was all to wait for.

I booked him into the Saxon Boutique Hotel Day Spa for the morning of his birthday for his "birthday".

I then met him mid day for a lunch at the saxon before he continued with his spa day and I left to get my hair and

make up done for the dinner to follow that evening. After his spa day - the saxon chaeffeur drove him home to our house

were his tux lay waiting for him on the bed. He got ready, and was driven back to the Saxon only to find me (Dolled up to the nines)

in the saxon bar. My plan was that we have a few drinks at the bar, but that idea fell to pieces when he arrived. I BECAME SOOOOO NERVOUS!

I was shacking! he couldnt work out what was wrong with me:) We hit two Jagerbombs each and went outside to a private gazebo in the garden surrounded with Koi ponds, rose petals and Candles. This is where we were going to have a private dinner in the garden - just the two of us. On the Table was his birthday present. I had wrapped the ring

box in different size boxes that fitted into one another getting bigger and bigger. I aksed him what he thought it was and he said an Ipod docking station and that

I really shouldnt have. I told him to open the present. Inside he found a smaller box with a note on top of why I love him and why we belong together.

This unwrapping the boxes and notes took about 6 layers to get to the ring box. When he got to the ring box I read the last note before he was allowed to open the box.

The note said: I LOVE YOU! FOR ALL THE ABOVE REASONS AND A MILLION MORE! peter Rayne - Will you marry me?

I then instantly burst into tears! He jumped up and grabbed me holding me in a tight hug and planting huge kisses all over my shacking body.We then kissed and hugged for a few minutes and sat down for him to open the ring box - and it was then that I realised he hadnt said yes yet!?!? We were both so shacken up and overwhelmed at the situation

we forgot the formalities of the format of a proposal - questions asked. question answered! He then of course said yes!

We then sat down and enjoyed the evening together with champers, great food, amazingly special phone calls to wish us Mazeltov and running over how he never expected this for a second but was the very best thing that could have ever happened:)

I am sure you will agree that all of the above is one of a kind proposal and I look forward to hearing from you.

Liezelle and Raymond's Romantic Proposal Story

2009-03-13T02:57:00.000-07:00

On the 31st January 2009, my now fiancé Raymond Abrahams proposed to me. We went to the beach apparently for a “walk” and then something to eat. Not to my knowledge, he had a friend from work help him with all the background preparation.

He used the note in the bottle concept…. We were walking along the beach, and he pointed out the bottle lying on the sand. I noticed that the bottle had something in it. When I got closer, I realized it was a note/letter. I got really excited because I thought it was a treasure map or something! He told me to check and see what the letter said (trying to seem inquisitive himself).

I took out the note in the bottle and read it, it said the following:

My love, this message I send you hoping you’ll find it before its too late!

My love for you has grown so much this past while & now I realize I cannot live without you!

As this bottle has traveled the water, so did my heart in search for my soulmate.

It is with this in mind……..

At this point he took the ring out of his pocket, went down on bended knee and asked me to be his wife! I feel the tears of joy coming on again.

Before I said yes or even looked at the ring, I hugged him and cried for almost 5mins…. He was crying too.

His friend from work then came along with picnic basket that Raymond (my fiancé) prepared and packed himself….. We then took a drive to Redcliffs/Redhills (don’t remember the place’s name…wasn’t important at the time) and had our picnic there…. Lovely prawns, scallops, oysters, calamari steaks, smoked turkey, cracker bread, smoked salmon spread and of course the bottle of champagne to celebrate! After the picnic we went back to the beach where we spent a few hours just relaxing and enjoying each other’s company.

So yes, that’s how it all happened…. Im going to be “a wife” soon… Im going to have “a husband” soon…..Im going to be Mrs. Abrahams soon!

Hope my fiancé’s proposal touches you like it touched me.

Ayanda's Romantic Proposal Story

2009-03-13T02:50:00.000-07:00

My proposal happened unexpectedly……….

It was Friday the 13th February 2009. My now fiancé (then boyfriend) and I had date reservations for later in the afternoon but due to having a stressful day at work….the only thing that was buzzing in my mind was going straight to bed and sleep. When I got home, I sent him a text message postponing our date for next Friday.

He called me to decline the request because I promised early in the week that against all odds we will go out even for a drink then come back home. Honestly I wasn’t up for it and just slept thinking I will get away with it.

Deep in my sleep my phone rang, it was him informing me that he’s waiting outside my house to collect me for our date. After hustling with him for about 30 minutes, I decided to drag myself out of bed, face him and postpone our date. We didn’t see much of each other over that week so Friday was the only day as our weekends had agendas of their own to focus on.

The look on his face as he was begging me and telling me how much he missed our time together just punched my heart. I gave in and went back to my room to freshen up for our date. We both agreed that we only going to have a drink then head back home to give our bodies some rest.

Off we went to Cappuccino in Midrand for a drink, after an hour he paid the bill. We stood up as usual; I was walking in from towards the door as we were leaving. He was walking right behind me then he called my name, as I was turning back to give him my attention………….there he was down on one knee, in front of everyone……….he proposed!

I just nodded ‘Yes’ as words couldn’t come out of my mouth, he placed the ring on my finger and sealed everything with a passionate kiss. Before I came back to my senses……..I heard applauses from everyone in the restaurant. I was overjoyed.

He dropped me off at my house, I couldn’t sleep all night. At about 5:30 am on the 14th February 2009 my mother woke me up, walk in my bedroom along with my older sister who is married and has her own home. I was shocked to see her as she slept over that night and then my younger sister came along as well to my bedroom. I thought someone very close to me has died or something bad has happened so they came to inform me. Honestly I wasn’t in a mood to be sad because of the joyful evening I had previous night……

My mother politely asked me to take a seat but I preferred to stand due to being unsettled, but finally I decided to sit thinking what if I faint or loose balance due to shock. Then my mother start saying, ‘my child we need to prepare because elders from Pietersburg are coming; they are coming to start discussing the Lobola negotiations about you?’

In a normal case Kathy, in situations like this……the elders from you boyfriend’s side firstly send a letter to my family asking a hand in marriage for their son and to discuss Lobola negotiations however in this case everything was done without my knowledge thus when I heard the news I was in shock…..as I didn’t know anything. I thought my mother was joking but just to cut the long story short……..everything unfolded on that day at 8am and now I am officially engaged to a man I love with everything I have and everything I am.

This is one experience, I will treasure for the rest of my life. We are currently busy preparing for our wedding and I am so looking forward to what God has instore for us.

Henri & Marijke

2009-03-06T03:25:00.000-08:00

We started dating in August 2006 after being good friends for the previous 8 months living in Pretoria where we both studied. From the beginning I knew there was something special about this girl and that I wanted to marry her! After being together for 1.5 years, around April 2008, I decided to buy a ring and ask her to marry me in the coming December holidays. I subtly took her around to jewelry stores to get a feel for what she would like while making it clear that I would only be ready for marriage after about three or four years when we were both professionally qualified in our careers. Meanwhile I had made arrangements for flights and accommodation in Cape Town for three days, a part of the country she has never been to and consistently begs me to go to.

Two points were very important to me:

1.) I wanted her to be completely knocked of her feet

2.) I wanted her to remember it forever and be able to tell a fairy tale story to our grandkids with reference to a special place...

I chose December because we would both be on holiday at our childhood homes in Amanzimtoti with our families. We both actually come from Amanzimtoti and went to school together but did not really know each other well due to a year age difference and me leaving for boarding school in grade 10. I got permission from her parents in July 2008 during a quick visit to the coast and made them swear to secrecy. Our holiday started on the 12th December 2008 and our flight was booked for the 15th December 2008.

We arrived at home, Amanzimtoti, the Friday and I visited her the Saturday. At this point she still does not know anything about even visiting Cape Town. I had arranged for my boss to phone my mobile which I conveniently left at her house while I was out with her father buying stuff for a braai. She answered my phone when she had seen it was my boss and he briefly explained to her that he has to speak to me urgently and that our company, a civil engineering consulting firm, had secured a contract down in Cape Town. Upon my arrival back at her place she relayed the message and I phoned my boss out of earshot and thanked him for the favor. After I hung up I approached Marijke and her family members and told them that I would have to fly to Cape Town Monday morning and that I would only return Wednesday evening. Marijke started to get angry when I informed her there was more….my boss had gotten her a ticket as well as he knows we are actually on holiday together in KZN. I further informed her that I was only required to attend a meeting the Tuesday afternoon and that we would be able to enjoy Cape Town for most of the time. She was so excited to go she almost started packing immediately. The folks even played along by showing a bit of disappointment at our departure so quick after our arrival. Any way we landed in Cape Town Monday Morning early and set of to the hotel on Granger bay. The weather was awesome and I immediately suggested that we go to Table Mountain, my plan from the start. We were on top of the mountain within 2 hours after our flight around twelve. We walked around for a bit until I found the perfect spot overlooking Houtbay and Simons stad. The area was deserted accept in the distance a tourist was taking photographs of the landscape. I approached him alone telling Marijke I was going to ask him to take a photo of us two. I informed the Spanish guy that I was about to ask my Girlfriend to marry me and instructed him to take as many photos as possible.

We posed for the first shot where after I went down on one knee and held her hand. I told her that I have always known that I wanted to make all her wishes come true for the rest of her life. She was totally shocked!!! After few more romantic sentences I removed the ring from my pocket and asked her to marry me to which she shouted YES! YES! I placed the ring on her finger and we embraced. The Spanish fellow congratulated us and went on his way. We enjoyed the moment for the next 45 minutes after which she asked me what the hell happened to my four year plan! After a long explanation from my side she started phoning everybody to announce the good news! We headed back to the restaurant and enjoyed two bottles of sparkling wine till the sun set approximately 20:30. I also informed her that in fact we were in Cape Town alone and that we had all three days to our selves before heading back to our awaiting families. Now every time she sees Table Mountain or images of it she will remember the first time she was on top of that Majestic Mountain she got engaged!!!

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