Matthew and I were hiking at Garden of the God’s in Illinois with two of our best friends. He hadn’t given anything way, so I wasn’t expecting anything to happen. We got to one of the rocks where there was a beautiful view. I was heading out to sit on the edge of the cliff, and I turned around to see if he was following me. When I did, he was down on one knee with a blue box in his hand, asking me to marry him.
