A Mermaid Finds Her Prince

One day after work, my boyfriend said we should go to Disneyland to take pictures of the both of us at Ariel’s Grotto. “The Little Mermaid” is my favorite movie, probably to the point of being an unhealthy obsession. I figured he was up to something, since a) Mikey’s not the photographic type and b) I had just thrown what could be best classified as a hissy fit earlier that week about where our relationship was going.

It was already dark when we arrived at the Park. We had just enough time to ride the teacups, have his brother take our picture, and grab seats to watch the “Remember … Dreams Come True” fireworks – my favorite fireworks display of all time. When we got to the roped-off seashell where Ariel greets Guests during the day, we slipped in and he pretended to fix his shoe lace. (His laces didn’t even tie!)

While down on one knee, he pulled out a black velvet box. At first I thought he was presenting me with another promise ring, but when I looked at it, it was the exact setting I told him I wanted before our fight! I did what I always do when feeling such strong emotions (elated and feeling like a heel for starting a fight with this wonderful man) – I bawled like a baby while his brother took pictures of the whole thing.

Mikey finally said, “You haven’t given me an answer.” Through my blubbering I finally managed to blurt out a “Yes!” We took some more pictures and then squeezed into the crowd to watch the fireworks in front of the castle. We’ve been married about seven months now. Ariel’s Grotto and that wonderful seashell are gone, but the fireworks still make me giddy when remembering how I felt that night. And how do I know this mermaid has found her prince? He had already bought the ring before I made a fool of myself by starting that silly fight!

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Posted 7 years Ago
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