On August 3, 2007 @ Cloud 9 Restaurant in Vancouver, BC – the place we had our first real date in July of 1993 (and it is still as tacky as ever) – Danny pulled a ring out of his pocket and said, “I should have done this a long time ago. Maura Rodgers, will you marry me?” I giggled and started to cry. Just a few happy tears. I couldn’t believe it. Danny says that after I regained consciousness, I said “Yes.” several times but I can’t quite remember.
I never saw it coming. Really. There were 14 years full of romantic opportunities. 14 years of wondering “will he ever ask…” 14 years full of more moves than I can remember, starting companies, and having 2 children together. It may never have happened. But I never lost hope.