My Valentines

Happy Valentine’s Day, Loves!! My husband proposed to me nineteen years ago, today! I was still recovering from a bad case of pneumonia, and could barely stand up (I look deathly pale in all my engagement-day photos!). I feel terrible, because my husband went to such lengths that day. He had 50 roses delivered to me throughout the day by different people, with notes, explaining that each rose represented something in our relationship and future marriage. It was an all-day, meticulously thought-out affair – concluding with a fancy dinner (he scrapped the idea of dancing afterwards because he could tell I was about to die). He fiiiinally proposed to me at the end of the day, at the top of the Westin Hotel restaurant, with a cityscape view of my hometown, in Atlanta, Georgia. He forgot to kneel (he said he was so nervous, he forgot). Ha! And the whole day, I wished he’d just hurry up and ask already, so I could go home and lie down! It was super sweet, and super miserable, all in one. I want a do-over.

But I never could have imagined, 19 years ago, this Beauty-Full life I have now. Couldn’t be, or feel, more blessed! And to think, it all began with a boy who forgot to kneel, and a girl who could barely stand up…;)