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So, You're Engaged!
I will never forget the morning after the day that my husband, Arnie, asked me to marry him. I awoke with a euphoric feeling. The whole world was in harmony. Everything was going my way. There was a gentle breeze outside and the sun was shining.
"Could this be real," I asked myself? "Am I really engaged?" I quickly lifted my left hand up and stared dreamily down at my ring finger, which was now adorned with a pure and gleaming piece of ice. Just then, the phone rang. I jumped up and ran to get it. Maybe it was Arnie! Or if it's not him, then surely it would be some admiring listener who I could tell the romantic story of our engagement to.
Read the full article at Christian Women Today.
I will never forget the morning after the day that my husband, Arnie, asked me to marry him. I awoke with a euphoric feeling. The whole world was in harmony. Everything was going my way. There was a gentle breeze outside and the sun was shining.
"Could this be real," I asked myself? "Am I really engaged?" I quickly lifted my left hand up and stared dreamily down at my ring finger, which was now adorned with a pure and gleaming piece of ice. Just then, the phone rang. I jumped up and ran to get it. Maybe it was Arnie! Or if it's not him, then surely it would be some admiring listener who I could tell the romantic story of our engagement to.
Read the full article at Christian Women Today.Partners in Adventure
Toasting sparkling cider, my husband Arnie proudly announced, “To my partner in adventure!” I took a deep breath, looking inquisitively into his gleaming green eyes and smiled. We had just flown from Dallas, Texas to Fairbanks, Alaska and I was exhausted.
I sipped my cider with one free hand (the other hand still wrapped snug in a ratty-crocheted snow covered mitten.) “Here we are,” I thought to myself, “celebrating our anniversary at a remote lodgewith howling sled dogs outside. No doubt, we are in for an adventure.”
Read the full article at Women Today Magazine.
Toasting sparkling cider, my husband Arnie proudly announced, “To my partner in adventure!” I took a deep breath, looking inquisitively into his gleaming green eyes and smiled. We had just flown from Dallas, Texas to Fairbanks, Alaska and I was exhausted.
I sipped my cider with one free hand (the other hand still wrapped snug in a ratty-crocheted snow covered mitten.) “Here we are,” I thought to myself, “celebrating our anniversary at a remote lodgewith howling sled dogs outside. No doubt, we are in for an adventure.”
Read the full article at Women Today Magazine.