26 November, 2010


Day Twenty-Five
A Photo of A Night You Loved

I'm a newlywed, can you tell? This is the night Daniel proposed to me. We had just eaten at this amazing steak house, Fogo De Chao, and we were walking towards the White House in Washington, D.C. It was freezing and intermittently raining. I don't even remember all of what he said when he knelt down and asked me to marry him, but I started crying and accepted and jumped into his arms. I was floating that night.

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