Going up

by Heather
(Goldsboro, NC, USA)

My second husband proposed to me in a different place than the norm.

We were living in Anchorage, Alaska, and it was during the winter time.

We had decided to go snowboarding.

Sometime towards the end of our day trip he proposed.

We were on the ski lift together and as we hit the half way point he asked me to marry him. It was kind of nice.

A better way, I thought, and now that we are divorced I can say this, would have been if he would have waited until we got to the top of the mountain.

Around dusk when all the lights are on, but not too dark yet, from the top of the mountain so you can see everything below would have been perfect.