I had dreamed of this day forever. The candle lit diner, the roses (not red ones), the romance, and the ring. I knew that it was coming one day, just never knew when. Three whole years had passed since that first date to the movies, and dinner. Daniel never thought it would last by the time we got through dinner. I hadn't eaten any of my chicken fingers from Backyard Burger, and he had nearly devoured his Hawaiian chicken sandwich. My only saving grace was that I was not the typical girl Daniel was used to taking to the movies. Naturally he let me pick the movie, but to his surprise I did not choose the cliche chick flick like most girls on a first date, I picked one of the greatest football movies of all time, in my opinion. It was Invincible, the story of a walk on pro football player Vince Papili. Daniel didn't even realize what movie I had just picked until we were already seated in the theater.
So three years had passed and our love had gotten stronger and stronger. We had been through hard times like the death of very close pets, which was incredibly hard on me, and some family marital problems, that had really been acts of tough love. We had worked hard all of this time to make sure that we were completely honest with each other and never putting on a show. None of our friends seemed to realize why our relationship was so strong. No body could figure out how we could let the other go out and hang out with friends with out the other. We immediately had this connection and understood that we could trust each other. This was a good thing because three weeks before our one year anniversary I started college at The University of Alabama, an hour away from our homes in Kennedy and Palmetto, Alabama. This really pushed our relationship and our trust to the max. He had to know and understand that it was okay for me to be making new friends, and that I was not going to go out and party with out him. One week before our anniversary Daniel "presented" me with a promise ring. I more or less found it on the dashboard of his truck. That's when I really figured out that this relationship was going to last and that he would stick with me through college.
After my Freshman year, and a couple of different majors, I moved back home and made the decision to commute, it was only about a 45 minute drive with traffic. This decision really came when I got word that my dad may be traveling back to Iraq for another tour of duty. I couldn't possibly leave my mother at home for a year with my sister and brother. At the time Kat, my sister, couldn't drive and mom worked odd schedules, so getting the kids to and from school might prove to be a hassle. I made the decision so that I would be able to help her in anyway that i could. I had arranged my schedule for nursing school so that I would only be gone two days a week. This you would think would make life easier, but not with Daniel's work schedule. He was now working at a wonderful company in Columbus, Mississippi. It was called Baldor Electrical Company, and he was working second shift, with tons of hours of overtime. We maybe only got to see each other one day a week and most of that time was consumed by church on Sunday.
The next year proved to be easier. I had found what God had really wanted me to do with my life, and that was teach. I was a much happier person now, and not to mention my grades were a heck of a lot better. We had been talking about getting married and knew that it was something that we wanted to do eventually, but I never expected to get engaged when we did. August 26, 2009 had been our three year anniversary, and still no ring, so I figured that it would just come later.
It was October 3, 2009 and I had been at Tannehill State Park for the Thomas Family Reunion. Daniel decided not to come, but was totally instant that I come home, but i just dint see that happening. We proceeded to get involved in this huge argument. It resulted from me not having very good cell service, and he thought I was simply hanging up on him. Little to my knowledge he was trying to plan an evening where he could propose.
I came home that night just to spite him. I was so mad I could have cared less to see him the next day. After I got home and got dressed for bed, because it was already about 10:00 p.m. he called me and asked me to meet him at our church. He said that he did not want for us to fight in my front yard, in front of my parents. Being as ill as I already was I was looking for a good fight, so I went. He put on a good fight, for about thirty minutes, then he cranked his truck and would not tell me where we were headed.
I started to notice that he was incredibly nervous, and would not leave my promise ring alone. I thought he was just crazy and the weird-o that I had fallen in love with three years before. We ended up at my favorite spot ever. There is this place where you can pull off of this rural road on top of a hill. There are no trees around and you can see every single star God ever created. We got out, and he sat me on the back of the truck, barefooted, in my sweatpants, and a t-shirt. Then all of the sudden, it happened. He got down on one knee, and finally asked that one simple question... "Will you marry me?" My heart nearly exploded!!!!! I couldn't believe that the moment I had dreamed of had just happened. Did I mention that the ring was amazing? It was perfect, and beautiful, and I could not have picked out a better one!!
More of the Wedding Process to come!