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A Modest Proposal

I was asked to tell the story of how DH proposed to me. I’ve talked before about how we shopped for engagement rings, but I don’t think I have ever told ya’ll what happened after that. We were living in Colorado Springs at the time, and my wise friend told me: “you are only going to get engaged one time, so make sure it’s like you want to remember it”. See, I’m a low-maintenance gal, and we had not planned to do anything special to mark the occasion. I’m glad I listened to her, because it is a fun memory for me now, and one I treasure.

There is a little dinner theatre in Manitou Springs, which I forget the name of now, but it’s a quaint little place, with a beamed ceiling in the dining room, and the waiters and waitresses are also the players in the performance. That’s where I asked DH to take me, because I’d always wanted to go to one. I don’t even remember what the play was, except that it was funny.

But here’s what I do remember: I expected DH to just pull the ring out of his pocket, and give it to me. (I told you I was low-maintenance, right?) Dinner dragged on, and there was no ring. Finally after we’d been brought dessert, the waiter came with a bouquet of roses. I thought to myself “well, that’s nice, where is the ring?” I stuck my nose in that bouquet, as all women do, and there nestled in the flowers was my engagement ring. DH had come up with that little touch all on his own, you see.

So why is this story over here, instead of on the blog where I usually share memories? Couple of reasons, but one of them is this: Remembering the story also reminded me that I need to be teaching my children about relationships, as well as reading, writing and arithmetic. I don’t often talk about what goes on with DH and I, or rather what went on before we had so many children, when it was just the two of us. They need to know that we were a couple, and that it was the special moments we created together as a couple that help us hang on when the going gets tough. They need to know that we loved each other before we loved them. They also need to know that when I dance in the kitchen with my husband, I’m not even able to hear them snickering in the background, because my ears are tuned to sounds from the past.

Diamonds USA has some awesome deals on diamond jewelry. They also have a cool online ring designer. Just remember to follow the advice of my friend: make sure the memory shines as brightly as the ring.

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