We were standing at the top of a hill on an island in the middle of Lake Michigan. It was a clear September day, my soon-to-be wifes birthday, as a matter of fact.
A rare bald eagle soared over head. Was it a sign?
The hill, frequented by tourist hikers, was busy on this particular day.
As we finished up our picnic lunch, I anxiously awaited for the foot traffic to clear out. A tiny $3,000 stone on top of a white gold band lay tucked away in the pocket of my shorts.
As the last hiker turned the corner, I got down on one knee and pulled out the engagement ring. Will you marry me?.
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I knew that I was ready to propose.