I keep telling Philip that I'm so happy that I'll always have the memories from the day we got engaged. The whole night was just so cute, so here are the things that, when I look back on that day, I think I'll always remember:

Philip sitting on the porch, waiting for me when I pulled up.

When his parents went outside for a minute, me and him dancing to the music that his mom had on. (Little did I know how nervous he was!)

Me rambling on and on during the drive to the spot where he proposed.

Me getting super nervous when I realized we were on the road to that spot. (I continued to ramble on, even worse probably, because I was so nervous!)

Me getting even more super nervous when he said we were getting out of the car.

Him holding my hand as he helped me through the barbed wire and up the hill. (Yes--we were trespassing and had to climb through a barbed wire fence!)

Him looking me in the eyes and saying the sweetest things about me (and a cow mooing in the middle of it haha).

Him saying my full name--"Sara Scheffert"--when he asked to marry me!

Him actually being down on one knee in this field on this hill!

Me saying yes right when he was asking!

Him asking, "You will?" after I said yes. (Cutest thing ever!)

Us hugging for like 7 minutes straight up there at the top of the hill!

Looking at him during our hug and seeing that his eyes were watery with tears!

Smiling so hard at dinner that my cheeks hurt.

Locking eyes with Philip when we were all clinking champagne glasses out by the bonfire.

I'm sure I'll have as many special memories from our wedding. Can't wait!

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