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It was around ten-thirty at night and I was already in bed when my phone rang and I saw that it was my daughter’s partner calling. My first thought was that something was wrong – he never phones me. But thankfully, everything was fine. He had to wait until he was alone to call me. He wanted my permission to ask my daughter to marry him. I laughed – not because it was funny or ridiculous – but out of sheer delight that he would even think to ask me first.
Of course I said yes. He’s a good man, a hard worker and he loves my daughter and her three children to bits. What more could I want for her?
We arranged that I would pick the children up the following Saturday morning, which was a surprise in itself for my daughter. She had no idea I was coming. Her partner then confessed that he had arranged an overnight stay because he felt they could use a break. He had booked a room at a beautiful venue in the country and off they went. She still didn't suspect a thing.
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That night when they were outside watching the sky flashing with lightning, he got down on one knee and proposed.
There were no cameras, no audience and no fanfare. It was just the two of them, but that night will be one they will both remember for the rest of their lives.
Proposing seems to have developed into a high-pressure, elaborately planned occasion. A quick look on YouTube will show you some amazing marriage proposals. There are skydives, fireworks, billboards and flash mobs.
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The simple act of asking the person you love to marry you has become a novelty and the more of an audience you attract, the better. That’s fine for some, I guess, but in my eyes (and in the eyes of my daughter) the simplest way is the most romantic.