It was a Saturday. December 6, 2008. Three years ago.
I was sick. Really sick.
I had just chugged some cough medicine when Justin called me outside.
“WHATTT!?” I moaned. “It is SO cold out there!”
“Just come here,” Justin said smiling.
He grabbed my hand and started walking me across the yard in the snow.
We were walking away from the car.
Away from his house.
“What are you doing?” I asked. “Where are we going?”
He just smiled. He said nothing, but that smile…I will never forget.
“What, are you going to write your name in the snow with your pee or something?” I asked.
Seriously, I am weird. I have no clue why I thought my boyfriend was going to pee in the snow for me. It’s not like that wins me over or anything…I mean it’s pretty cool. I certainly can’t spell my name in the snow with the pee. Maybe it was the cold meds fueling my imagination.
We walked two houses down. Justin stopped for a minute and then guided me up to the front porch.
“Do you know where we are?” Justin asked.
I looked around. My first thought was “on a front porch of a complete stranger.” But before I could even say that…I realized where we were….
“Yes…” I started and then smiled. “This is the house and the porch that we first met at!”
“You’re right,” Justin said and started to kneel down.
Now on one knee, Justin said, “And this is the house that I want to make sure we begin the rest of our lives at together. Ashley, will you marry me?”
SHUT THE FRONT DOOR! Is this real life?
“Are you for real right now?” I asked.
“OMG, OMG!” I said again without letting him answer.
I was so excited that I stuck out both hands. I didn’t know right from left…so I just stuck out both hands and PRAYED that the ring fit…we had never looked at rings together. I never knew what size of ring I wore…the only kind of “carrot” I knew of was an orange vegetable that I hated when it was cooked and only slightly enjoyed raw with LOTS of ranch dressing.
“YES!” I screamed back him.
He slide the ring on my finger and it fit PERFECTLY. And it was so beautiful. I couldn’t have picked anything out better myself.
So there we were…in the snow and kissing on a complete strangers front porch. It’s moments like that when the world stops…and the only thing that matters is that moment. That person. That kiss. That emotion. That question he asked. That promised I made. That commitment we made on May 15, 2010. Til’ death do us part…
|I sealed my promise with a kiss.|