The easiest way to tell everyone about this (and to keep it as a story for myself forever) was to do a little blog about it.
On March 3rd, Daniel Medina asked me to spend the rest of my life with him, and let me tell ya when a catch like this guy comes along you definitely say yes. A loud, squeally
YES. Especially when you know that the two of you were meant for each other. That it wasn't work from your own hand that kept you together, but that the Lord orchestrated this match and brought us to this point through ups and downs that always pointed us back to Him. Truly, you can't argue with that ;)
Anywho, onto the story itself!
Let me start by saying that poor Daniel had two alternative plans that fell through and were scheduled to happen a few weeks ago. A little discouraged, he jumped right back up and made this happen. I've gotta say I thought it was perfect.
My morning classes had been cancelled and I didn't have to work that day. We had planned on hanging out, as he also had the day off, and he showed up at my apartment with a boquet of tulips (my fav). Assuming these were "no-reason" flowers, as he's often prone to surprise me with, I didn't think anything else of it. A little later we went to Savoy for lunch, significant because this was where we had dinner on our first date but had not been back to since then. I started to suspect something was up, but we had a nice lunch and left without anything more happening. On our way back to my apartment, Daniel got an emergency phone call from a friend (that's right, a
FAKE emergency call) and had to leave for a half hour or so. After dropping me off at my place he called me right as I got in the door and said he had left his credit card in my purse and needed me to run it out to him. I grabbed his card, opened the door and there he was, on one knee with a ring in his hand telling me there was something he had to ask me (are you dying, girls? let me tell ya, I was.). He asked me to spend the rest of my life with him, and I, of course, said yes.
***Hilarious side note: Because I was planning on running down the stairs (literally running) to give him his credit card, when I opened the door I screamed because he scared me to death. Not a quick, cute scream but a loud, "someone help me" scream. Probably not the reaction he had anticipated, but he didn't miss a beat.
I'm overwhelmed that someone as marvelous as Daniel would want to spend forever with me. Knowing that he doesn't see me as perfect, but loves me because of and despite my imperfections shows me that Jesus has given him a love for me that no one else would ever be able to muster up.
I cannot wait until September. :)
