Marry Me

I’ve just got home from my whirlwind trip to Paris, and if there is one place where romance lives it has to be Paris.
The Mr asked me to marry him at the very top of the Eiffel Tower and of course I said yes without a second of a doubt.



The tower was so beautiful and although I’m not scared of heights, it’s hard not to feel a little shaky as you go up in the lift. It was when we reached the final level that I began taking a few photos as the Mr, so I thought, stood behind me...

And then it all happened so quickly. The moment he called my name, it was totally unexpected, I remember turning around and being completely shocked when I saw he was down on one knee, for a moment I thought he had actually collapsed! But then I saw the small black box in his hand and that is when he asked me the most important question of my life.

My natural shyness overcame me as people began saying congratulations, but nothing a glass of champagne couldn’t cure. The whole day seems like a fairy tale, the sun was shining, and as we emerged down from the tower we walked hand in hand through Paris, to capture the sights.

I knew this was a day we would only get to live once, so every single moment of it was so deeply precious.
♥