Nineteen years ago today, my sweet beloved got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. He took me to dinner, arranged to have his moms apartment decorated with candles while we were out and when we returned to the candlelit apartment he sang a song that he wrote.
I said yes.
And today I love him more than I ever could imagine.
We've grown up.
And still grow today.
71. For 19 years of growth and true love.
72. Girl time, mom time talking and commiserating, encouraging and caring.
73. A cart full of stipend paid curriculum and fun.
74. James' sweet note on Facebook, "It appears my phone is having trouble with
Facebook - probably a good thing. But here is what I was TRYING to "say"
publicly to my better half during the commute: 19 years ago today I
sang a proposal. Cheesy though the words may now seem and despite all
the normal and yet unexpected wear and tear of everyday life that may
tend to make us cynics, those words are no less true today than they
were in 1994. "I STILL feel like I've never felt before, and all my life
I dreamed that it would be this way." fdj" I love you, James.