The Story Of Us {Part 2}

 You can read Part One of Sarah and David’s beautiful story here…

16th December 2006

 We go on holiday to New York. I can only describe these five days as magical. We go up the Empire State Building in the day and at night we climb the Rockefeller centre and marvel at how beautiful the city is. I have a fleeting moment where I wonder if he is going to propose but he doesn’t. Despite not hearing from us at all during our trip, My mum is convinced David has proposed and proceeds to tell everyone back home this.

10th June 2007

 I’m in Australia on an elective trip as part of my University course. David flies out to join me a few weeks later. We visit Hannah and her family and visit animal parks. We fly to the Great Barrier Reef and I dive for the first time but sadly David feels too unwell to join in. We love spending time together in the sunshine and relaxing after we’ve both been busy with work and exams.

8th July 2008

My graduation day. Finally it’s here and as he has been for the last 5 years – David is at my side throughout it all. We have a great time celebrating with all of our family and friends. My family drive us both mad at times but David always knows how to  handle them and what to say.

26th July 2008

We’re  moving down to England as that’s where I’ve got my first proper job. We’ve bought a house, found someone to rent our flat and now the big day has arrived. We’re moving about 300 or so miles further south to a place neither of us have been before and so have no family or friends to welcome us. We had planned to get all the packing finished early so we could go back to the bar we had our first date in, for one last time. However, as usual with moving, everything took much longer than expected, everything was stressful and we ended up collapsing in bed at around midnight, having to forego our last trip to Temple’s Lane. We had planned to get up at 3am to drive down through the night on the quieter roads. We’re finally ready to leave at 03:45. I’m wearing jogging bottoms, my hair is scraped back on my head and I have no make up on. “I don’t care,” I think as I climb into the loaded car, ” the only people who are going to see me will be the other people using the service stations and I’m sure they won’t care either.” I assume we’re going to take the M90 so I’m surprised when David starts indicating to go across the Tay Bridge. “This way will take longer” I groan, in my sleep-deprived, grumpy state. “I know,” says David, but we don’t know when we’ll be back in Dundee again do we? Don’t you want to say goodbye one last time?” It makes sense so I go with it and we park at seafront on the other side again, like we’ve done so many times over the past 5 years. I get out of the car and look across at Dundee. “It’s all foggy, it’s rubbish, I can’t see anything” I grumble, as I turn round to climb back in the car. I’m stunned to find David blocking my way to the car seat, on one knee. “I’m sorry it’s foggy, because I wanted to ask you to marry me.” I burst into tears. We stand for ages, me still silently crying, as we watch the sunrise over the river. It’s perfect. It’s 4am so we can’t tell anyone which makes it even more perfect – no one in the world knows this has happened but us – its our secret. Eventually we get into the car and head for England. We’ve crossed the border and I’m still crying. David points this out and that I haven’t actually answered his question. I tell him yes and continue to cry with happiness.  Hours later we phone all of our family and friends and are greeted with squeals of delight down the phone. It turns out David asked my dad’s permission a few weeks earlier and my Mum can’t believe my Dad didn’t tell her. It feels like the perfect start to our new life together, in a new house, in a new town, in a new area, but as one.

 21st August 2009

Our Wedding Day. I’ve enjoyed every second of the planning so far. David has adopted a “whatever you’re happy with, I’m happy with” approach (as I think most men tend to do) but I’ve had a lot of help from Hannah, my mum, Jo and other friends. I loved getting ready in the morning. I’m still a bit embarrassed that I ended up  being 30 minutes late, which provoked some of the guests to ask each other if they’d ever attended a wedding where the bride didn’t show. David knew I was coming though. I’ll never forget looking at him and him looking at me as I walked up the aisle holding my dad’s hand. I’ve welled up now just thinking about it. It truly was one of the happiest days of my life. 

30th August 2012

04:44. We both look at each other as we hear a tiny cry. David has been holding my hand all night, and although I’ve came close to breaking it, he hasn’t let go. And now our son has entered the world. David falls asleep in my hospital bed, exhausted, while I sit up, adrenaline coursing through me and I can’t tear my eyes away from our newborn son’s face.

8th December 2013

A lot has changed in the last 10 years. We’re looking forward to the next chapter in our lives: hopefully I’ll be getting a permanent job soon and when I do we can move into our forever house (wherever that will end up being). We’ll hopefully be lucky enough to have another child. I know whatever challenges we face as we reach for these dreams, we’ll overcome them and we’ll do it together. I know it sounds incredibly cheesy but these have genuinely been the best ten years of my life. David makes me so happy (yes I’m welling up again) and I love him and our precious son so much.

Categories: Life, Marriage
9 interesting thoughts on this


  1. ChirstyMac
    Posted January 13, 2014 at 8:10 am | Permalink

    WHAT a fantastic story to cheery up a grey damp Monday.
    And that beach wedding shot? Stunning. X

  2. Katielase
    Posted January 13, 2014 at 9:39 am | Permalink

    What a perfect start to a week. I’m feeling all smiley and happy now.

    KL xx

  3. Carly
    Posted January 13, 2014 at 10:27 am | Permalink

    Beautiful. Mark proposed to me late at night in New York, so it was our secret until the next day too, which made it even more special.


  4. PiriyaP
    Posted January 13, 2014 at 10:49 am | Permalink

    What a lovely story. Beautiful.

  5. Posted January 13, 2014 at 10:56 am | Permalink

    Such a perfect start to the week and a beautiful story :) xx

  6. Posted January 13, 2014 at 3:36 pm | Permalink

    Gorgeous :-)

  7. Posted January 13, 2014 at 4:32 pm | Permalink

    This is beautiful – and you look absolutely radiant in your wedding and ‘birth day’ pictures!

  8. Lexie
    Posted January 13, 2014 at 9:36 pm | Permalink

    Love, love, love!!

  9. Sarah
    Posted January 14, 2014 at 7:08 am | Permalink

    Thanks very much everyone, you’re all lovely :) that’s so romantic about your NY proposal Carly. I love you AOWers, you always know how to cheer a girl up xx

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