[he asked. and i said “yes.”]

[he asked. and i said “yes.”]

(c) Mr. Grey

Today is our three-month anniversary since we officially started dating.

(For those who wonder, we first met each other on May 21 – online. First meeting in real life was on June 11.)

It feels like it has been much longer than that.

At the same time, it seems like it was only yesterday that I looked at my friends’ preparations for their wedding and thought, “Will it ever happen to me, or it is God’s will for me to be single?”

I tried to reconcile with the idea of being single. I failed. Every time I saw a couple on the street holding hands, or a family with their kids running around… I yearned for the same thing.

Fast forward four months.

Sam surprised me last Sunday, October 6, by asking me to marry him. (Wow, even writing that still sends shivers of delight up and down my spine…)

And, of course, I said yes.

We are both iDevice fans, and our name letters are so close on the keyboard, that it seemed logical to get a picture like this. And yes, the ring Sam chose is perfect. He knows me well 🙂

We are engaged. 

I look back at this time together, and I am trying to remember what my life was like before. It wasn’t bad, I was always blessed with friends and work and things to do. But it is so much better now, when I have someone with whom I can share my life, pray together, and dream about future.

Every time someone asks us how we met and Sam or I share the story, I am continuously amazed at how intricately God has planned every detail.

The way we met. The friends in common. Tastes in clothing and music. Our families (our moms look alike – seriously.) Our personal spiritual stories. The way we often think of the same things at the same time. Oh, so many little blessings like that.

I love my Sam.

(c) Mr. Grey
  • I’m not too sure about this. First, he has more hair on his head than I do. Then he has more hair on his chin than I do. Okay it is longer. Third, he has the mark of the beast on his left wrist (tatoo). Hmmm reckon I’m going to have to come over there and just talk you out of it. LOL I can’t begin to tell you how happy I am for you. Keep it exciting. Keep it pure. Love each other deeply. Love you sis. Wish i could be there.

    • Hope you were joking about the “mark of the beast” 🙂 He has a few other – on the other arm’s shoulder (a portrait of Jesus and a dove) and on his back. And I love it 🙂 (Hmm… if a tattoo is a mark of the beast – then a tattoo of Jesus is an oxymoron.)

      Thanks, big brother. I am in good hands 🙂

  • Susan

    I am so happy for you, Zee. Best wishes to both of you!

%d bloggers like this: