August 18, 2017

Our Story, Part 3: I said ‘Of Course’

If you missed part one and part two, be sure to read them first.

We’d been dating seriously for almost two years, and we were headed to my home in Massachusetts for Christmas. And I was about to get the surprise of my life! Here’s part 3 of our love story.

It was Christmas Eve Day 2006 – and a cold, snowy Sunday – in Plymouth, Massachusetts. After the morning church service, James asked me if I wanted to go drive by the Plymouth harbor before lunch {it’s one of my favorite sights in my hometown, and about 10 minutes from where I grew up}. I was up for anything, and agreed quickly. But in the back of my mind, I thought it was kind of random…

However, I didn’t think much about it. Maybe he just wanted to see the Atlantic ocean on a cold wintry day. Maybe we were all going to meet for dinner down on the waterfront. It probably wasn’t anything more than that… like a proposal.

After all, James had told me a few days earlier that it would be several days before he could officially ask my Dad for permission, at least sometime after Christmas Day. And anyway, he didn’t even have the ring yet, as far as I knew.

So we drove down to the waterfront, he parked, and we got out to walk for a bit. In our Sunday clothes. In the icy cold and snow. We headed out to the jetty, and walked for a few minutes on the rocks. And then, when we got back on land, he turned to me and said something I’ll never forget:

“Do you really want to come back up here next summer to get married?”

We had already been discussing wedding plans, even though we weren’t officially engaged. So when he asked me that, I thought he just wanted to talk more about the plans. And I said yes – like hello, why wouldn’t I!?

Then he pulled a box out of his pocket and said something else I’ll always remember:

“Then I guess you’ll be needing this.”

And then he knelt {very briefly, since it was December and the ground was ice-cold}, and he asked me if I would marry him. And I didn’t even say yes…

I said “Of course!” {Yeah, we still joke about that. But I did actually say “yes” later that day when we rehashed the story.}

And then, because it was so cold out, we headed back to my parents’ house. And I showed off the ring, and let everybody know that it was finally official!! {How to kill the romance: spend an hour making phone calls and sending text messages.}

Later that evening we said “I love you” for the very first time. That’s right, we waited even to say that until we had made a official commitment to each other. And yeah, it was hard to not say it earlier, but I’m thrilled that we were able to wait. Because even though they’re just words — they’re just words.

We knew by each other’s continued actions that the true love, and true commitment, was already there. So when we were finally able to say those words, it meant so much more than if they’d been said too early in our relationship. {Trust me, saying it too early merely cheapens the meaning. Waiting adds meaning.}

And then we spent a very happy Christmas as a newly engaged couple!

But our story doesn’t end there… our adventures are really just beginning! Read the final segment here.


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