J arose early on his birthday morning this past Saturday. I felt him gently peck my cheek with a good morning kiss before he crept downstairs, trying not to disturb me. I peeked out the window and saw him strolling down to the big pond out back. “Perfect!” I thought. “I’ll pretend to be asleep and sneakily put his presents out on the deck while he’s not looking!” I worked quickly, checking every so often to make sure he was staying put. All was coming together for a fun Birthday Morning Surprise — I even had time to brew a pot of coffee! I poured two cups into our Very Special Mugs from a Very Special Trip we took three years ago and crept down to where he stood by the pond. J seemed peaceful and contemplative as he quietly watched the carp feed on the duckweed growing along the pond’s bank. When he felt my presence just behind him, he turned and smiled the smile of a man on top of the world as he thanked me for the coffee. I wished him a happy birthday, and I joined him in taking in the magic of this place we are lucky enough to call home.
“So, what do you want to do today, for your birthday?” I asked.
“There’s only one thing I want, and it’s you,” he answered, as he got down on one knee. “Will you marry me, Lindsay Ellen?”