Tuesday, December 16, 2014

The Proposal

If memory serves correctly, the closing on the house was on December 7th.  Thanksgiving came and went without a proposal.  Needless to say, I was slightly disappointed.  However, the Sunday after Thanksgiving, I was talking my sister on the phone and she asked, "When are you getting married?"  I told her that I was clueless and she asked to talk to Terry.

After a few minutes, Terry handed the phone back to me and she was screaming, "Oh my gosh, you're getting married December 17th!!!"  Stunned and a little confused, I said, "Really?  He hasn't even asked me, but he's already set the date?  Ok!" 

So I get off the phone and Terry says, "Well I had to give her a date because she's coming home from Texas and she wanted to plan her trip around our wedding." 

"Maybe he's not going to ask the old fashioned way and maybe he's not even giving me a ring."  I thought silently.  Oddly, I was ok with that. 

The following weekend was my birthday, but I was already committed for the weekend performances of the Messiah; so any celebrating had to wait. 

On Monday Terry asked if I would go eat with him at Red Lobster.  As we drove to Greenville, our plans for the wedding were coming together (yes still without an official proposal).  We were going to have a small family wedding in the chapel at First Baptist.

We finished our meal and ordered dessert, as we were finishing, Terry moved his right hand across the table and turned his hand over, revealing a diamond ring he was wearing on his pinky finger. Oh the elation and excitement, I thought my heart would pop out of my chest.  Then, he asked, "Will you marry me?"  By now, several other patrons realized what was happening, so of course, all eyes and ears were on me.  "Of course I'll marry you." 

And so it was settled...ring and all...December 17, 1994