Time for bed but as I’m wrapping up the day I’m remembering…. twelve years ago today my husband proposed to me in New Hampshire’s White Mountains beneath a canopy of leaves, protecting us from (romantic!) summer rain. I remember the rock we sat on and of course, the “rock” Ted gave me – a surprise since I thought the ring was still at the jewelers, waiting for a later date. On the drive back to the school where I was a teaching intern, Ted was exhausted but I was elated! I remember the song playing on the car radio (that summer’s ubiquitous hit “Everything I Do”) and the barbecue chicken pizza we picked up for dinner (we only ate half – who had appetite for food?!). Back at the school, we asked my dorm parents to take our picture together; I see it still clearly in my mind: summer clothes and eager smiles, wide-eyed, excited, giddy, giggling, crazy, incredulous: two kids in love.
How could we have imagined twelve years later would find us 3000 miles west with our 3 little girls:
deeper in love and incredibly blessed…
I love you Ted! Ask me again any day …
and I’ll say…
YES!
3 responses so far ↓
1 Katherine // Jul 25, 2003 at 7:36 am
I love the title, I love the content. Joyful marriages need to be more in the spotlight in my opinion. I am all smiles as I rejoice with you both. And all thankfulness for my own beloved as I eagerly await his return from Arizona where he’s away on business…
2 enoch // Jul 25, 2003 at 10:22 am
brings back memories of your wedding, the support of your church then, WOV’ers who attended. sweet times that remind me of our own wedding at woodlawn. hope to catch up with you sometime 😉
3 Patricia A. Taylor // Jul 25, 2003 at 1:35 pm
How romantic! I almost ruined the day William proposed, but in the end, at sunset, with champagne, an emerald and diamond engagement ring made it to my finger. God is good.