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A Proposal and a Dragon: Updated w/Pic
First off, everything in this story is true. That’s what makes it SO good: Enjoy, I know I will
Sooooooooooooooo, I’ve been with my sweetheart for 6 years. Pretty steady actually, and we’d known each other for several years prior to that.
Long story short, we both had made poor choices in spouses prior and paid the price. (When EVERYONE you know says run, and you don’t, you WILL pay the price…Don’t question me, I speak from experience).
For our anniversary (it’s a dating thing at our age..an excuse to celebrate
) I took her to Kauai for a quick weekend. Her favorite island and all, and she didn’t know where she was going. Made it a bit more fun. And flew Alaska Air so she wouldn’t know until we started to board the plane.
This weekend was more than a date though; it was proposal time. Even knowing (well, fairly sure) that I’d get the right answer didn’t calm the anxiety jitters. Pile on the knowledge that you hadn’t done so well the first time, and it only makes it worse. I mean, I knew my family and friends all loved this woman, and that they all wondered WHEN we would get hitched, but there was just this lingering doubt, that nagging “But, what if”, that “oh my God, what have I done now” thing.
I believed though, and had prayed a lot. I didn’t know how God would let me know if it was the right choice, but trusted that He would.
On Saturday, we went to one of our favorite restaurants, Café Portofino. Looks over the bay, fantastic wait staff always, unbelievable food, every time. As the sun set, as the evening turned more romantic and we exchanged cards for the anniversary, I continued to hog the good wine (it’s what I do) and then….
I asked.
No speech, no begging, just a proud man who could not imagine life without this woman. I was so sure of what I desired I didn’t even stutter. But, I must have missed something because she answered:
“Was that a proposal?” with a grin, thank God.
“Aaaaaannnnd?” she smirked.
And all I could think of at that moment was all the 4m lines “this thread worthless without pics” and knew that she was wondering, is there a ring? I handed her THE ring.
We had shopped for rings for several years, looking at styles, bands, etc. and had seen this one earlier in the summer. It looked so good on her. And having learned to watch her expressions I knew she liked it.
And then she said “Yes”.
Whew, it was done. And almost all the hesitations, worries, and fears were squelched. Well, almost. That lingering little doubt just hovered. That “oh, now what have I done?!”
But, I now know, I picked a good woman and was lucky enough to have her pick me. For as she stared at the ring, and repeated “It’s so big” (yes, she was staring at the ring…), she paused, looked at me and said
“You could have bought a new Dragon with this”.
It was at that moment, that I knew, without any hesitation, that I was a very, very, lucky man. God had answered. It was a clear message; it was one even I could get.
So to end this all, I just received a call from my Poo dealer (12:28pm). I answered the phone, knowing who it is and tell him I’m driving past his shop. I really was. Fact, he waved at me as I drove by screaming “you missed the exit”. You need to come here. You’re DRAGON is in….
I just got off the phone with my sweetheart. Had to ask her if I could have both: her AND a Dragon.!!!
With a warm sigh, she said “Yes, of course”.
Haven’t picked a date yet. But I’m going to get miles out of the stories for sure..
Here she is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
First off, everything in this story is true. That’s what makes it SO good: Enjoy, I know I will
Sooooooooooooooo, I’ve been with my sweetheart for 6 years. Pretty steady actually, and we’d known each other for several years prior to that.
Long story short, we both had made poor choices in spouses prior and paid the price. (When EVERYONE you know says run, and you don’t, you WILL pay the price…Don’t question me, I speak from experience).
For our anniversary (it’s a dating thing at our age..an excuse to celebrate
) I took her to Kauai for a quick weekend. Her favorite island and all, and she didn’t know where she was going. Made it a bit more fun. And flew Alaska Air so she wouldn’t know until we started to board the plane.This weekend was more than a date though; it was proposal time. Even knowing (well, fairly sure) that I’d get the right answer didn’t calm the anxiety jitters. Pile on the knowledge that you hadn’t done so well the first time, and it only makes it worse. I mean, I knew my family and friends all loved this woman, and that they all wondered WHEN we would get hitched, but there was just this lingering doubt, that nagging “But, what if”, that “oh my God, what have I done now” thing.
I believed though, and had prayed a lot. I didn’t know how God would let me know if it was the right choice, but trusted that He would.
On Saturday, we went to one of our favorite restaurants, Café Portofino. Looks over the bay, fantastic wait staff always, unbelievable food, every time. As the sun set, as the evening turned more romantic and we exchanged cards for the anniversary, I continued to hog the good wine (it’s what I do) and then….
I asked.
No speech, no begging, just a proud man who could not imagine life without this woman. I was so sure of what I desired I didn’t even stutter. But, I must have missed something because she answered:
“Was that a proposal?” with a grin, thank God.
“Aaaaaannnnd?” she smirked.
And all I could think of at that moment was all the 4m lines “this thread worthless without pics” and knew that she was wondering, is there a ring? I handed her THE ring.
We had shopped for rings for several years, looking at styles, bands, etc. and had seen this one earlier in the summer. It looked so good on her. And having learned to watch her expressions I knew she liked it.
And then she said “Yes”.
Whew, it was done. And almost all the hesitations, worries, and fears were squelched. Well, almost. That lingering little doubt just hovered. That “oh, now what have I done?!”
But, I now know, I picked a good woman and was lucky enough to have her pick me. For as she stared at the ring, and repeated “It’s so big” (yes, she was staring at the ring…), she paused, looked at me and said
“You could have bought a new Dragon with this”.
It was at that moment, that I knew, without any hesitation, that I was a very, very, lucky man. God had answered. It was a clear message; it was one even I could get.
So to end this all, I just received a call from my Poo dealer (12:28pm). I answered the phone, knowing who it is and tell him I’m driving past his shop. I really was. Fact, he waved at me as I drove by screaming “you missed the exit”. You need to come here. You’re DRAGON is in….
I just got off the phone with my sweetheart. Had to ask her if I could have both: her AND a Dragon.!!!
With a warm sigh, she said “Yes, of course”.
Haven’t picked a date yet. But I’m going to get miles out of the stories for sure..
Here she is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Awesome story.....glad you chose to share it with us. If that doesn't say you were meant to be together, I don't know what does. 
