Our Proposal Weekend | July 6, 2019

July 6, 2019

I have always been a dreamer and fanaticized of the day when I would get engaged. Nick knows me better than anyone on this planet and he made this day better than I ever could have imagined…even with some unexpected bumps in between.

Marriage is something I learned takes a lot of talking and discussion. It takes planning to join two lives together, so it's not always a huge surprise like in movies, but boy was I still surprised and crying hysterically.

I knew that it was probably going to happen within the next 6 months, but I did I not know when. He did an amazing job at diverting my attention. Especially on that Saturday, July 6th.

I had a feeling it could possibly be the weekend of the 4th of July. If you read our "How We Met" blog post, you know that summers in Nashville mean more to us than anything, anywhere. I had butterflies hoping our last Nashville adventure of the summer would just be the beginning!  

I woke up on that Saturday, our last day in Nashville, and my sister took me to the zoo. I wasn't that excited as she knew, because it was so hot. Why the zoo of all things? Boy I got hangry, but at the end of the day, we had a great time.

My hungriness turned to annoyance when my sister made plans that night. She even had someone call her to talk about the plans, so I convinced myself it couldn't happen because I really wanted her to be there when that time came.

After the zoo, we got home and decided to go to the pool. No one was showing any signs of wanting to dress up or do something fun, another distraction.

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My mom even started talking about how I should not be thinking about marriage, which was very confusing since the two of us talked about it all the time.

Once we get to the pool, Nick shows up an hour before we planned to meet friends at one of our best friend's barn, the same barn Nick took me too growing up and where we took Homecoming photos when we were 15 years old. It wasn't odd for him to want to go out there because that place means a lot to him. I thought nothing of it. 

It then started to thunderstorm, of course, so I didn't want to drive all the way out there in the pouring rain.

Did I also mention Nick broke his finger the day before? Yep.

After I showed no interest in driving out there, Nick said, "It's clearing up by the farm, dress up and we can take some photos!".

I got excited to photograph the horses out there, so I didn't argue and got dressed up.

My friend and I drove out there while it’s still raining. I had the “what if” feeling on the drive over, then as I pulled in the driveway, the rain magically went away (God has a way of showing He is there…)

Nick told me to walk around to see the new barn they recently updated out back.

I was walking back and then I saw Leah, one of my best friends in the world, with a camera in her hand.

That's when it hit me and I started crying and shaking. It really was a blur walking up. I don't remember looking around any, until I saw Nick all dressed up in the barn with twinkling lights and one of our favorite Ben Rector songs playing, “Old Friends”.

I will never forget taking that moment in with him and watching him get down on one knee and asking me to be his wife.

We took a moment to ourselves, taking it all in, and then I walked in to the house full of our family and few of our close friends.

8 years ago I went to that house with Nick so excited to go to my first dance with him. Now I got to leave that house excited to live the rest of my life with him.

We want to thank everyone who came out and celebrated this season of life with us. We can’t wait to start on this journey becoming husband and wife on December 19, 2020.

Ephesians 4:2: “Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love." 1 Peter 4:8: “Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins." John 15:12: “My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you."

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 xo,

The Future Mr. and Mrs. Obremskey

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