We took Daniel home and then drove back to Greg's house.
Greg suggested that we sit on the back deck and enjoy the evening. After a quick trip to the bathroom I joined him on the deck. It was twilight and there was a glimpse of the crescent moon above.
I immediately sat and started rambling and rambling about whatever topic had been on my mind.
A few moments later Greg placed a little black ring box on the table.
A few moments later Greg placed a little black ring box on the table.
Just like that. Bam!
WOW!
THIS IS IT! I was SO surprised! Like really surprised.
It was his turn to ramble a bit as I sat in my goofy surprised state. I was so happy.
He declared his love for me and asked me to marry him and to be his wife.
He proceeded to open the box-- and the ring took me by surprise too! It is gorgeous. Seriously gorgeous.
The moment was simple..... yet just what I wanted.... a completely perfect proposal.
The moment was simple..... yet just what I wanted.... a completely perfect proposal.
I am now happily engaged to this man that I love!!
We've been talking about marriage for months. I had expressed to him that I didn't need an over the top proposal. And it's not all about the ring either.
The element of surprise was absolutely the best part. I had NO idea that he was going to propose at that moment. It wasn't a special occasion, in which my suspicion would have been heightened, or anything out of the ordinary. It was just a perfect ending to a great day.
I've slowly informed people about our engagement over the past few days. I'm greeted with congratulations and in some cases.... tears! This took me by surprise at first. And then I started to appreciate just how many people have been truly invested in me over the past years. I have had so many cheerleaders!
There were times when I thought I would never find love again. I learned to find contentment in being single.
Yet, by the grace of God, here I am....almost forty years old... and engaged to be married. It's almost surreal.
Yet, by the grace of God, here I am....almost forty years old... and engaged to be married. It's almost surreal.
It's been quite a journey as a widow and single mom. The opportunity to marry again doesn't magically erase the pain of the past years. I have grown so much through my pain and I have learned that I don't want to take this second chance at love for granted.
Greg is an answer to prayers that I have prayed for years. God has known the desires of my heart and He has provided, yet again. The wait was long... but God's timing is perfect.
I couldn't ask for a better man.
(I love you, Greg. I'm looking forward to starting a life with you!)

