My Happily Ever After…

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Saturday night, September 15, my best friend asked me to marry him and I said, YES! I am engaged and beyond thankful for him, baby Greyson, and our beautiful life together. Sorry, but this gal is officially off the market! Andrew and I met out of the blue and he instantly changed my life, in more ways than one. He sweeps me off my feet everyday, but Saturday night he took my breath away and reminded me of just how lucky I am.

He planned a dinner at the restaurant where we had our first date (so thoughtful), Pasta Vino, and my parents, his parents, his brother, and the restaurant staff were all a part of the big surprise, which made it that much more special. I spent Saturday going to the movies with one of my closest friends and getting ready for our normal, family dinner later that night. I slipped into sky-high heels and a cute outfit, starving and ready to eat. I’m always perpetually early, which everyone in my life knows, and my mom was taking forever (she was giving Andrew time to prepare, which I didn’t know). I believed it was just a casual dinner for my parents and his to bond further, before Greyson is born. Our champagne brunch baby shower is just around the corner; it made sense that my mom would want to have an intimate dinner with his parents. I was honestly clueless!

I met Andrew and his parents at the restaurant, arriving at the same time as my parents. Andrew walked me into the familiar restaurant (he looked perfect and he told me how beautiful I looked) and we were escorted to our table; I bumped into a friend who works at the restaurant, who was acting oddly (almost emotional) when she saw me. I sat down at the table, and as my parents and his began to chat, a familiar song played in the background. As I was reading the menu (confused as to what I wanted), Andrew said “Babe, they’re playing our song”. I thought it was such a coincidence that the restaurant was playing the song Andrew dubbed as ours, but I completely ignored the necessary cue and started talking about something else (typical me). I now know, Andrew had Pasta Vino play that song just for us, and he intended on our song being a cue for everyone at the table to be quiet. Of course, our parents paid little attention to Andrew’s directions (oh, family).

He stared into my eyes, beginning to speak and I was still oblivious to the moment that would change my entire life, but as the table fell silent I looked into his eyes. He told me he loved me and as he got down on one knee, he asked me to spend the rest of my life with him. I then see out of the corner of my eye…Matt, his brother, approaching with a gorgeous bouquet of white and soft-pink flowers, and a jewelry box (Matt was hiding and waiting for the moment). I felt my heart beat faster and everything around me faded away. I forgot where we were for a moment. Andrew opened up the jewelry box and my mouth fell open; I began to cry, feeling overwhelmed with happiness and completely blown away by how much thought my love put into every, little detail. I said, YES, proudly and without any hesitation. I stood up, touching my baby bump, our baby Greyson and wrapped my arms around Andrew. I kissed him and he placed the elegant, timeless ring on my finger and I felt as though I was in a movie, or one of my own stories. I hugged Matt, thanking him for being there, and I could hear the strangers around us clapping and congratulating. One woman who was seated across from us actually began to cry. The restaurant staff put my beautiful bouquet of flowers (which still greet me every morning, beside our bed) in a vase and poured us all an expensive glass of champagne. We literally popped some bubbly, because I’m getting a hubby!

It was a perfect night, filled with family, laughter, and a celebration of us, and although nothing ever goes as planned (we plan and the universe laughs), Andrew poured his heart and soul into that night and I’ll never forget how happy and excited I felt. He also told me afterwards that he asked my mom’s permission before proposing, which meant so much to me. My man got down on one knee and asked me to be his, forever…#lovestory

There are moments in our life which mark a before and after, and they’re not moments that we experience often. The moments I am describing are rare, beautiful, and meaningful. They create a situation in which our past fades away completely and we’re nowhere but the present. We bask in the now and look forward to the future, because a new chapter is beginning. When I found out I was pregnant with Andrew’s baby, that was a moment which marked a before and after, and all I could see from that moment forward was our baby and the adventure ahead of us. I still remember the feeling that washed over me when the doctor came into the room and said, “Lizzie, you’re definitely pregnant”. Andrew gave me yet another, breathtaking moment which marked a before and after in my life and I’m forever thankful.

Andrew, I was sure I loved you when I felt the life I once knew fade away. You became the start to my new life and I’ve never looked back, not even for a second. I cannot imagine my life without you and I fall asleep every night, tangled up with you, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. You know that amazing feeling when you wake up on a Sunday morning, with nothing to do that day, but sleep in and wander around half-naked? You feel carefree and content knowing you have an entire day to relax and do what makes you happy, even if that’s simply curling up on the couch and watching a movie. That’s what it feels like being in love with you. I wake up every morning with this incredible, never-ending feeling that it’s going to be a perfect life, just like that perfect Sunday. I want you to know that I will never leave your side. I gave all of my heart to you and only you. I love you.


I hope everyone reading this entry experiences a before and after moment, because in this crazy, chaotic, unpredictable life, those moments are everything.



The Author

Hi loves, I'm a New Jersey writer and blogger with an immense passion for love, lifestyle, and adventure. I'm the luckiest mama in the world to Greyson Bryce and my heart belongs to my husband, Andrew. The Greyson Diaries, an ongoing blog series is based on my daily experiences as a young mom, and my love for my son. I worked in the fashion and marketing industry from age sixteen until becoming a stay at home mama at age twenty four, which drives my passion for fashion, design, and creativity. I don't blog to impress, I blog to inspire. If you’re ever interested in my creative work, please feel free to reach out to me… Email:

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