Monday, January 24, 2011

one of my favorite memories

... was the night I got engaged.  Louis and I had joked about getting married but I thought that was that, we were just ... joking.  After all, we had only been dated for 6 months and I was a long ways away.  I knew that there was no way that my parents would allow me to get married while I was still in school, I had 2 whole years ahead of me. 

It has been a hard week of school.  Like kick your butt hard.  It was probably Wednesday or Thursday when my bestie Sandra called me out of the blue.  "I heard you were engaged?" she joked.
"No ma'am, I wish!" I replied.  She knew that I had found 'the one' and she heard that we were getting serious.  She just called me to clarify how serious we were. 

I told Louis later what she said.  "Huh." he responded, "I wonder why she thought that."  Little did I know, he was thinking, "now how in the world did she know that?!  I haven't told a soul!!"  And turns out, she really DIDN'T know what was about to happen to me.  Call it female intuition?

I was supposed to drive down to Houston that weekend from College Station but the week was too trying on me.  I told Louis I would love to see him but I was too tired and we'd have to wait until next weekend.  He sighed.  "Fine, how about I come get you and then I'll take you back up on Sunday?"  Sounded good to me!  No driving and more time with my sweetie?  I'd take it!

That Saturday (April 2, 2005) we went to the House of Prayer.  It's basically a souped up trailer on the outside of his church.  The HoP is actually very significant to us.  The young adults group met out there and we had clocked many hours of long long conversations.  Sometimes into 2am.  Don't tell my mom!  We'd look up and everyone would have left and it'd be just the two of us.  Sometimes we would come out and play a worship cd and pray together.  It was really nice.

So that's exactly what we did.  He had put together a special mix cd and popped it in the player.  We listened to the songs and sang together and just hung out.  When the music stopped, we prayed and thanked God for our relationship and all that He had given us.  It was very sweet.  When we were done, he took my hand and rested our hands on top of his bible.  He told me how grateful he was that our relationship had God as the foundation.  He said a lot of other beautiful things as well.  He pulled a beautiful wooden box out of his pocket.

My first thought was, Oh what a pretty box.  I am still absolutely clueless at this point.  Mind you, I'm really not that oblivious!  I catch on pretty quickly most of the time, I promise!  He opens the box and my mouth dropped.  That shiny ring with the most sparkly diamond, it was like I couldn't breathe.  I was really really shocked.  Louis continued with his speech but I must confess that at this point, I didn't hear anything else.  He was proposing.  He was proposing TO ME.  Somebody wanted me to marry them.  Wow.  I realized that I had to tune back into the conversation before I missed my part.  He had been talking for a long time.  At some point, I thought he was done and he was gonna officially pop the question and I blurted out, "Yes!" But apparently, I was early because he kept talking.  Finally finally we got to the big question.

Yes.  Of course.  I would love to be your wife. 

That night, I was on Cloud 9 with a Red Bull.  I was so hyped.  So happy.  So excited.  Nothing could have bursted my bubble.  I remember being very elated.  I was gonna get married.

Today, I'm his wife.  Married.  With a kid!  Some days I look back and can't believe where we are.  But here we are.  Whether or not, I believe it or not.  We've come so far and have so far to go.

To happily ever after.

3 comments:

  1. Very cool! I don't think I have ever heard y'alls engagement story. I guess now I have. ;-)

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  2. That is so stinking sweet, it nearly made me cry. Either that, or it is the pregnancy hormones. ;)
    Either way, I'm thankful for you guys and your friendship.

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