When I hung up the phone, I even joked with a co-worker that I thought I might be leaving to go get engaged, and I hurried home to meet up with my aunt. We ended up driving all around this neighborhood in Covington, supposedly to meet someone and pick up furniture. The thing is, I really started believing her! I seriously thought we were getting furniture and I guess I kind of forgot about my suspicions in the weirdness of it all- until we ended up at one of my favorite places: Devou Park. Here is a picture of the view:

When we pulled up to the park in her truck, she asked me if I knew "that guy over there" and pointed to him- freshly flown in from Birmingham, dressed up and sitting on a picnic blanket with all sorts of keepsakes & fun stuff to commemorate different events in our relationship (and even candles, which wouldn't stay lit). Then he read some scripture, got down on one knee, with a few tears in his eyes, and asked me to be his wife.
We were so excited to show everyone the ring and share our good news. I was so excited to become his wife; I loved him so much. But I had no idea how much more I would love him every day as we began to build a life together. We usually go out to celebrate April 18th, but this year it came and went by fairly quietly. Appointments, yard work, kid stuff, an event at church- life kind of got in the way. But (to quote Jon & Kate) it is our life. One we set out to share seven years ago, never knowing how wonderful it, or we, could be. I love you, sweetie!

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