The best day of my life or week rather was five years ago in Cancun, Mexico. Me and my girlfriend (now wife) wen't out on this really cool excursion while staying at this resort. I had made the decision to propose to her but I wasn't sure how I wanted to go about it. I was sweating bullets when we had to get through customs in Mexico because I didn't want them to pull out the engagement ring that I had stashed.

Thankfully they didn't see it or find it. I was thinking maybe the beach, etc. But I wanted it to be different. We ended up climbing up the Coba Pyramid towards the end of the day. It's close to 140 FT up so the view was pretty cool with the Jungle all around us for miles. So, all tired, burned up and sweat dripping down from our heads to our butt cracks. I bent the knee and proposed to her.

Was a great moment. Everything leading up to that week and moment is memorable. I remember the excitement in her father's eyes when I asked him for his blessing to marry his daughter. That was a big deal to me. It's a sign of respect. He only has two daughters. But he was happy as hell. We ended up sharing a 12 pack in his garage and talking about everything. But he was happy.

She was happy. I can firmly say that's the best day of my life. And ever since man she's brought a lot of things out of me that I didn't know I had in me. I never cared much for getting out of Jacksonville and seeing the world until she came around. I've seen the Smokey Mountains in Tennessee. I've been to Mexico. I've been to the Rockies in Colorado. I've been to Germany, Croatia, Bosnia and so many great places because of her. She's really opened my world up in a great way.

It'll be seven years altogether in November. Just came across our first year marriage anniversary back in July. I can't complain. I am a lucky man.

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