Do you wanna hear what I was doing October 16,1999?

This was the day my sweet hubby asked me to be his bride.
Here is the story of our engagement.

It was a beautiful Saturday and I spent the day with my family at my Nana's home. My sweet boyfriend was at his home, 500 miles from me, coaching a little league football game. Yes, he was a single man that volunteered his time to coach 6th and 7th grade boys to help his community. This was just one of the things that I loved about him. He would usually call me after his game to let me in on the outcome but this day I didn't hear from him. As the day turned into evening I was getting a little irritated. I was planning on going to a dinner party with my parents and knew that if I didn't talk to my sweet boyfriend before dinner then I wouldn't hear his voice until the next day. I broke down and called him, probably only the second or third time in our relationship, and I got his voice mail. I was very sad. I called my parents to tell them I was ready since they were going to pick me up. About that time there was a knock at my front door. I ran downstairs and opened the door to the most handsome man, my sweet boyfriend, in a suit with flowers in hand. He said, "I was missing you, so I flew out here to take you to dinner." It was a believable thing because his family had a plane so I really didn't think much of it. I politely invited him to join me and my parents. After this crazy dialogue for a few seconds I finally realized that this was planned. My parents knew that he was coming to surprise me. I still had no idea what was about to happen. We drove to a special lake and that is where he got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. I wish I could remember what he said. I do remember at the time I was so nervous that I barely heard a thing. I just cried until he finally said,"I guess that is yes."

Thank you my sweet husband for making all of my dreams come true. And More.

Always.