After nearly six months apart as my boyfriend, Tim, studied abroad in England, I planned a transatlantic trip to spend some much needed time together. I was bursting at the seams just thinking about being in his arms again! The months leading up to my departure were a flurry of excitement and planning, but ultimately we decided we would visit London and Dublin, while we were together in Europe. A friend had shared with Tim the knowledge of a quaint Irish coastal town just outside of Dublin called Dalkey. We immediately decided that we would visit there as well and have a picnic on the coast of Ireland. I could not wait!
The departure date finally arrived. My excitement and anticipation made the long flight seem even longer, but once I saw Tim's face in the airport waiting for me, there was no other feeling than pure happiness! Several hugs and many kisses later, we found ourselves in beautiful Ireland. We packed a picnic of cheese, crackers, a baguette, and a bottle of champagne and, hand in hand, took a train to the town of Dalkey.
The coast was the most beautiful sight I have ever set my eyes upon. We enjoyed our picnic on the rocks, marveling in the beauty of the Irish coast, and then Tim suggested we move closer to the sea. We maneuvered our way to a large rock right at the water's edge; I perched looking out across the Irish Sea with Tim at my back. I could not believe I could be sitting somewhere so utterly gorgeous. Lost in my thoughts and oblivious to what was unfolding behind me, I heard, "April?"
I turned around to see a nervous looking Tim down on one knee, opening a diamond-filled little box! "Will you marry me?" he asked. I was so stunningly surprised that I even forgot to answer the question right away; however, once I lifted my jaw off my chest, of course my answer was not hard to find!