I have to start months ahead of this day in my history… It was Valentine’s Day and my future husband and I had been dating since Oct. He had been planning a special date for us. I had no idea just how special it was going to be.
Days The night before I picked out an outfit, and I planned how I was going to do my hair…
What I envisioned was near this…
Unfortunately my throat was really sore the day before and by Valentine’s Day I was sick as a dog. I could only breathe with my mouth wide open, my eyes were extra watery, my nose was like a faucet someone had just left on, and I was flushed with a light fever… I was not a pretty sight. I looked like a sick cat or bunny. Reality sometimes bites.
My wonderful man wasn’t upset. He comforted me telling me that the next weekend we’d go out, and he still came over to visit with his sick girlfriend. He brought me a massive purple ape, roses, a “bored” game, chocolates, and heart candy. I made sure he didn’t sit near me, I love him and didn’t want to get him ill. I felt so awful killing our plans, but my immune system just wasn’t strong enough to fight off the
black plague deadly flu nasty cold.
While I was sitting there blowing my nose watching a movie (I can’t remember what movie) something landed on my lap…
I was shocked! Did he really mean it? I turned and looked at him and asked, “Are you serious?”
INCOMING! Another candy landed on my lap, but he did not speak.
Like a deer in the headlights I was frozen in shocked. I didn’t know this was “the big plan” I crushed. Two more candies landed on my lap, a “Yes” and a “No” I had to decide… I looked at him from across the room and said, “I need you to tell me, in words, that you really mean this and it’s not a joke.” I didn’t think he’d play a prank like that, but really this is THE BIG QUESTION.
He FINALLY spoke, “It’s real. I am really asking you.”
I ate the “No” and put the “YES” on the arm of the couch. He looked at it and smiled. Then I grabbed it to put with the rest to save. I wanted to smother him in kisses and hugs, but I did not want him to get sick. So I sat there happy, but still unable to breathe through my nose.
Today my husband and I celebrate being married for a very long time. Ok not THAT looooong, but still it’s been a few. My love for him has grown with every day of our marriage.
Happy Anniversary, to the man I picked to spend the rest of my life with. Thank you for sticking with me through the sicknesses as well as the health, all the great times and the hard times. I hope that when death separates us we find each other on the other side. I also hope that’s in the very far future.
Note ~ Later on when we told others about the event I found out that because I was so sick he was unable to tell, at all, if I was happy, sad, or just plan shocked by the whole event. Poor guy, I was very thrilled.
Note note ~ Yes, I once had short hair and wore ankh necklaces. Hey, I was young once too.