Here’s the title of your post: “An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse.”
Set a timer for ten minutes, and write it. Go!
“Will you marry me, baby?”
I could hardy stop sobbing long enough to spit out the words “As soon as I can.”
Did he even have to ask? This man I had secretly loved for the better part of my life? This man who had climbed mountains and moved 1200 miles to be near me? This man who had given up everything to be with me? Was there even a chance I would say no?
We knew the road ahead of us would be long and difficult, but where we had been wasn’t easy, and we had come through it together. We could now face anything and everything. Together. United. As one. Someday, we would make it official.
It bothered him that he blurted the question with no ring. But when he bought a $3 mood ring, borrowing 2 of those dollars from me, we laughed and laughed. I wore that silly three dollar thing until a real ring took it’s place.
And now, looking back on that moment, my heart skips a beat. There’s no way in the world I could have ever said no. It was our fate to be together, as man and wife. Even though it took almost 30 years from the time of the first proposal to the time we said “I do”.
25 years away from each other couldn’t change the fact that we were meant for each other.
Now as we settle in to married life, I look forward to the second half of my life with my first love. Getting old doesn’t seem so awful now, as we will do it together. Like it was written somewhere for us to do.
Things are finally as they should be.
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Time 8:04
Truth! It’s so obvious. Meant to be!
Aren’t we the most adorable couple? Like ever????
where is the picture? Meant to be is quite a feeling!
Mr C is kinda shy. I plan to put befores and afters on my “stealth” blog. Wink.
yay
There’s a novel in this. Wish I knew what happened in those 25 years to muck up what should have been a love of your (and his) life union.
Thanks Lynn! What happened? We were young and stupid. Especially me. I couldn’t make it work when we were young. If we would have married in 1985, like we originally planned, it may very well have been a recipe for disaster. I guess we’ll never know. Letting go of him haunted me for all those years. It was a miracle that I found him again, let alone that he would take another chance on me. The light hearted version of this story is The Bonfire Effect, my entry for Edward Hotspur’s Romantic Mondays. I haven’t figured out exactly how I’m going to write about the break up, the years in between, or our miraculous journey to the altar. Time will tell. People who know us always tell us we are a lifetime movie. We probably are! Maybe if I get serious about writing this down I can score us some kind of sweet book/movie deal.
Hello! I wanted to keep reading, I agree with Lynn, definitely a novel here! I love your blog and your humor! I’m just getting started in the blogosphere, and I appreciate your randomness, yeah, someone like me!
Thank you!
Aww, thank you! If you’re anything like me, you will soon be addicted to blogging. I’m quite a spaz about it. This darling new husband of mine jokes that he’s a blog-widower.
Beautiful.
Thank you! He’s quite a guy! *heavy sigh* totally worth the wait.
I understand. I’m married to quite a guy too.
Then we are both much blessed! Yay for us both!
I really, really enjoy you’re writing. You seem to have a natural gift for it.
Wow! Thank you! I have lived a very interesting life, really, so I have a lot of source material to call on. This moment I wrote about, is a big one, one that I think of often, so writing something about it in 10 minutes wasn’t really very hard.
I did my title, pingback and tags first, then left it alone. I didn’t set my timer until I knew I would have 10 uninterrupted minutes. I hope that wasn’t cheating. I think the 10 minutes was for the actual writing. Right?
Haha. Absolutely!
Aww, that was so beautiful and romantic! Certainly the nucleus for a novel
Thanks! But it’s totally non-fictional.
I figured
Wish you both many happy years together!
Beautiful. Imagine what you could have done with 20 minutes…
Awww, how sweet! Thank you.
Awesome. I wish I could write or do any kind of art with just a prompt. I can only do it when I am in the mood. That sort of messed up my dating life, now that I think about it.
Ha ha. Funny. You should try it. It’s amazing what those daily prompts are able to dredge up. I tend to be all over the place, and do a lot of wheel-spinning and getting nowhere. Being put in a tight corner-especially with a time limit forces a new kind of very focused creativity. Come on, I dare you!
My brain just don’t play that way, Homey.
Okie dokie. Then let’s see some more Willie!!!!
Been there, done that…
Ugh heart warmingly beautiful. I thought about my engagement too lol.
Thank you so much! I had to ask Mr. C via Yahoo chat if it was okay for me to do this~ since he’s away from home and he has final approval about anything I write concerning him. Bless his heart his reply was “Sure! Can’t wait to read it!”. His response after reading was “Wow, baby wow!” Complete with a Yahoo smiley heart. What a guy! Can’t wait till he gets home.
You thought about your engagement for the DP Challenge? You should write about yours too! (If you haven’t already by the time I’m replying to you) I would love to read it, as I’m sure your other readers would as well.
I did…..before I read yours lol! Which my husband liked too
We are so lucky! I am happy for you!
Ditto!
Beautiful!!
Ah . . . romance. How sweet. Do you still have the mood ring?
Of course I do. In my jewelry box.
But I must admit, I much prefer my beautiful princess cut diamond.
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend.
Please pay a visit to the secret blog. I am not pestering you, but there are a few great stories, and it is too much work to do if nobody sees it… thanks and love… also, you can learn a self defence move that could save your life. And hear one of the best fight stories ever.
Shh-Okay, going….
I know I am all bossy and stuff…
Aw … Your life is *such a chick flick,* and I would pay good money to see the movie. And I would have to take two boxes of tissues with me, because I would probably sob through the whole thing. You definitely need to write the book or the screenplay. You are a beautiful writer. (And my reader hates me again! I had no idea you posted today.)
Thanks! And I never finished writing that email to you! Damming. Middle son was over tonight and we had dinner together and worked on the Xmas tree, you know the one I will put my Xbox under and act surprised.
Glad you had a good time with the son. Speaking of acting surprised, one year me and the boy played “you tell me what I’m getting, I’ll tell you what you’re getting.” He was so excited about what he was going to get, he and I played with most of his stuff every day for two weeks before Christmas. Christmas Eve I wrapped everything and put it under the tree. He was perfectly surprised with every gift he opened. We didn’t tell Rich what we had done for almost a year.