Six years ago, we were huddled in a playground tunnel, trying to escape the wind. It felt more like a Connecticut Halloween than an Abilene one, but there it was, freezing, windy, miserably cold.
No, we weren’t homeless, or locked out of the car.
He asked me to marry him, and I said yes. It was supposed to happen in the tree we had our first kiss in, but I refused to climb it on the basis of it was absolutely freezing.
If I had known, I might have climbed it.
Two years had passed since our first “date,” which wasn’t much of a date, really. We met up at Sunday Night Devo and afterwards tried to find a coffee shop to hang out in. Unfortunately, all coffee shops were closed after 10:00 on Sundays in Abilene, so we just drove around. But I guess it went well, because 2 years later, we were committing our lives to each other.
Then we went to the Paramount to watch The Changeling. And 6 years later – or 8 years later, depending on how you look at it – we’ll be watching it again. To celebrate the best decision we ever made.
It wasn’t supposed to be so cold!
Happy Engagement Anniversary!!
Yay! I am glad that you found each other.
Wooo hooo! D… soooo slick! *takes notes*