When I moved back, I wasted no time getting a ring. I knew that I wanted Erin to be my wife. She may have wanted it even more than me. I asked her to marry me overlooking Donner Lake in Truckee. When I say "overlooking" I mean that we were above the lake, but we couldn't see anything with the copius amounts of fog. It is her happy place, and I'll never be able to walk that trail again without thinking of that foggy morning when she stood on a rock and turned around to see me holding out the ring. I didn't even have to ask. She was jumping off the rock hugging me in 1.2 seconds.
I love you now, then and for the rest of our lives.