Fast forward to January 11, 2011. My work and her classes were cancelled due to the inclement weather. So I told her I would take her to lunch, but first I wanted to truly have a snow day by throwing snowballs and the like. After cleverly guiding the conversation towards my ultimate goal, we decided to go to that very same park where it all began, and she had no suspicions of my intentions aside from indulging the little boy I still am inside. As I wandered around the park turning the ring box over and over again in my pocket, she snapped photos of the winter wonderland, and eventually of me. Not being one to turn down a good photo shoot, I put on my best GQ face and started posing. "How about this?" I said. "And this? Oh and this one!" Finally, I turned and faced her and said, "One more...," while pulling the ring from my pocket, "How about this?" A few pictures were snapped just as she looked up from the viewfinder. This was no camera trick. First a gasp of disbelief, soon followed by a sweet squeal of joy, and then a loving embrace. Posing turned to proposing. Taking pictures turned into a picture perfect moment. "Three years and seven months ago," I whispered, "we stood here and danced and decided to be a couple. Now, in this exact same spot, we can mark the next step in our adventure."
I was still charming. And she was, and is, more beautiful than ever. I dare say that day was more perfect than that night years ago. Though we know not where this adventure leads, it is by faith and love that we walk together with confidence in the plans the Lord has for us.
