I remember talking about marriage and thinking that we had come to the conclusion that being committed was enough.
Then, one evening a friend was visiting and he suddenly had to go talk to his mom about something.
I didn’t think much about it, other than it was a little different. He seemed stressed about something.
I was sorting out jewelry making supplies. You know: beads, French hooks, studs, earring backs, chains, and jewels.
When he returned he went into the kitchen where my friend was (again a little different) but I thought he had to put something in the fridge.
Next, he came in the bedroom, very nervous. I tried not to react to his nervousness.
Then, he got down on one knee in front of me.
To say I was confused would put it lightly. I was shocked. I didn’t know what to do or say.
He asked me to marry him and it floored me. I don’t know if I answered him or not, but I remember I needed him to hold me. I needed his strength.
Of course I would marry him. How could I not marry him?
OM: Operators Malfunction..
If I can figure out how to get the video up, I will post it.
It’s really quite cute.
Until next time…