Rick & Ari Willis
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We’d been talking about visiting Utah for years, but somehow life kept getting in the way. This winter, we finally made it — snow on the ground, red rock cliffs glowing in the cold sunlight, and air so crisp it felt like you could drink it.
We stopped at an overlook, just to take a photo. I had my gloves off for maybe thirty seconds when he reached for my hand. I thought he was just trying to warm it up, but then he said, “I think this is the spot.”
No big speech, no crowd — just the two of us, the mountains, and that quiet you only get when snow is on the ground. He pulled out the ring, and I swear the sunlight hit it at the exact right moment.
I said yes, and we stood there for a while, not even taking more pictures, just letting it sink in. The ring is perfect — classic, with a sparkle that feels like it belongs to this place.
Every time I look at it now, I remember the cold air, the red cliffs, and the way he smiled like he’d been carrying that question for miles.
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