When Jake suggested the trip I hoped that he would propose as it would be the perfect time and place. When we arrived in Cancun the first night we went to dinner. Jake knew I was expecting the question so he explained to me that he had originally planned to propose but because of the economy and the nature of his real estate business that it wouldn't happen on this trip because he couldn't buy a ring yet.
Side note -- He and I have always differed on this point. I used to work in a jewelry store and I've always been of the opinion that it's the meaning behind the ring not the diamond that matters. I've said to him to just get me a $30 cubic zirconia -- we can upgrade later! But, having a real rock is a huge deal to him. He says he wouldn't feel right proposing with a "fake." (Although, to the naked eye, there's seriously no difference.)
Back to Cancun-- He told me that he wanted to let me know at the beginning of the trip because he didn't want me to wait all week for something that wasn't happening. (He was letting me down easy.) The next night was Christmas eve and we had arrived at our destination of Isla Mujeres. We wanted to get away from the party scene in Cancun so we decided to stay on the island. We booked a room with a private balcony in a small hotel on the east side of the island. We were getting ready for dinner when Jake wanted me to come look at "how cool" the ocean looked. I'm like, "yeah, yeah I'm getting ready, I've seen the ocean." He kept insisting that he really wanted me to come out there so I finally did -- (albeit frustrated because my hair wasn't finished).
His line: "We'll get married someday won't we?"
Me: "Well, when you ask me."
Him: "Will you marry me?" (pulls the ring out of his pocket -- a real one!)
It was perfect, very low-key, very "us."
(The picture is one we took of ourselves right after.)
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