A few weeks ago an email came to us from our daughter’s significant other with a prophetic “ping.”  He wanted us to be in on some vague secretive plans he was making. Could we meet and talk? Every indication pointed to a possible marriage proposal in the making, and covert or not,  we were thrilled.
After he got his “cover story†in place, he drove to Minnesota and asked our blessings last weekend.  We told him he had garnered those long ago. Seriously, it takes about ninety seconds of being around those two to know how perfect they are together.  He said he wasn’t sure when he was going to pop the question, but he had formed a plan on how he was going to do it. He then showed us the ring he had spent months finding. It’s doesn’t have a huge disco ball sized,  “see how much I spent, so obviously I love her!†stone or a gaudy setting…just gorgeous, classy, fiery perfection…like my daughter.  Like them as a couple.
The phone rang yesterday and my daughter said, “I have some happy news. We’re getting married!â€Â We yelled and danced and celebrated. Although we knew it was in the works, we never took it for granted that my daughter would feel ready for this step. She was, and is. No word on a wedding date, and that’s just fine. Thinking about them in wedded bliss? It was the best part of my day.
Thanks for the comments liaeds. Though I am not a “hating” person per se, there are just a handful who really gets to me and the problem is, they are people my hubby knows. It’s difficult when they show two-faces. Can’t they just be for real? Anyway, I am trying my best to learn how to be forbearing. I know it is not easy. I’ll get there, if not soon then someday. God Bless!