In some ways Jesse and I both had very unusual childhoods (homeschooled, and all that jazz), but as time goes on I continue to learn how traditional I really am. Which is why I absolutely loved all of the traditions and rituals that went along with getting engaged and married, many of which I had never thought about as applied to myself before. For example, a few days before he proposed (after picking out a stunning vintage ring entirely on his own), Jesse went to my parents' house to ask them for their blessing. He brought my mom flowers, and told them that I am the love of his life. I can't even begin to describe how I feel thinking about that happening. To have all of the most important people in my life all rooting for us together is the warmest feeling I have ever known; a gift he gave me with the ring.
Jesse's proposal was a complete surprise - he took me out to our favorite sushi spot, and then casually brought me up to the roof at Brooks, a beautiful old building in Santa Barbara, where I walked out to find a candle lit walkway, an alter full of candles and flowers, and a 40-foot slideshow of home movies and photos of our three years together playing across the street (city sanctioned).