He didn't tell me where we were going but we drove north. We both love the outdoors, so the further north we drove, the less civilization I saw, the more excited I got. We drove through Algonquin park and stopped at a little resort in the town of Whitney. Greg had rented a cabin, at a couples resort and arranged for us to have a fancy dinner that night. I loved the cabin, but I wanted to get out for a run with Greg on the Algonquin trails - so we drove back into the park and got a fantastic trail run in. We dressed up for dinner, and I got to enjoy a fancy dinner, with my boyfriend. Things were good.
After dinner, back at the cabin, Greg lit a fire put on my John Meyer CD (oh 2003 - the "your body is a wonderland" year) and gave me a handmade book that he had made for me - it contained lots of little items of our 4 years of dating -like concert ticket stubs, letters, notes, cards, even a dried pickle :) I cried, it was so sweet, and when I got it together, Greg was on one knee holding out the shiniest engagement ring, that I had ever seen. I said yes (through more tears), and we both sat in a screened-in sunroom, listening to the rain and talking about what our life was going to be like together.
Seriously, this guy is the best. So handsome, so thoughtful, so loving. I felt so very lucky. I still do.
Now 3 kids, careers, races and lots of amazing memories later, I still think back to that special night where we were dreaming about a life full of lots of adventures and a bunch of kids. We definitely have that...12 years later.