Every weekend my fiancé and myself drive an hour and a half away to go spend time with his family in the southern part of the state. So I thought that this weekend was just like any other weekend. I headed up to his grandmother’s farm that extremely cold day thinking that we were going to just hang out. He is a farm boy and I’m nothing close to being a farm girl but he mentioned walking around the farm that day and I agreed. We walked to the very spot we always say would be a beautiful place to have a wedding. I had turned to look out at the snow that had just begun to fall when I saw him bend down to pick up his hat. The next thing I knew he was tugging on my jacket and when I turned around he was down on one knee, asking me to marry him. It was us. It was perfect. It’s the start of our forever.