This story begins by my trip to the far and distant place referred to as Oceanside. Jason and I had been planning all week that I would be coming up there to spend the weekend with him. I usually work until 5:30 pm as a preschool teacher of 2 and 3 year olds. On this particular Friday I was blessed enough to actually get off at 5:30, on the dot. So I literally ran home, grabbed my stuff, and left my house right at 6:00 pm. As I found myself hurrying around my house to get everything packed up after a long day of work, it came to me that I just might be able to surprise him a bit by showing up a little earlier than “planned”. Little did I know then that what turned out to be a pure-hearted intention became a huge stumbling block for the plans he had.

You all should have seen the look on his face when I walked in through the door. It wasn’t surprised, happy, or excited like I had hoped I would see, but instead it was a bit of disappointment and an “Oh no” look. I didn’t know exactly how to interpret that so I just chose to brush it off, give him a hug and say: “Surprise!” The rest of the evening went great. But it was soon going to become a night/early morning I will never forget.

I finally announced at about 1:15 am that I needed to go to bed or I would be totally useless Saturday. He agreed that we should both get some rest so I crawled into bed as he headed off towards the couch in the living room. He came back in briefly to “grab a pair of sweats and T-shirt” to sleep in. After he left the room for the second time I realized how bright the room was with both of his computer screens on and a candle still lit. So I sluggishly rolled out of bed and walked into the other room and asked if he could come turn them off for me. He said: “oh yeah, I was just about to come back in there.” I thought that was strange because we had already said our good nights… I found myself thinking: “why?” So I just went back in, curled up in bed and started drifting off into dreamland when…

I opened my eyes to find Jason sitting on the edge of the bed facing his computer desk with a guitar sitting in his lap. Believe me, part of me thought this a bit strange but the other part of me said “it’s Jason” and you guys probably know what I mean J . He then began to strum a quiet tune on the guitar, as quietly as he could, without waking up the other sleeping people in the house while I could still hear it.

He then pulled out a small white box and gave me the most adorable smile. I guess you can say that I had my freaking out moment saying “oh my gosh” and pulled the covers over my head. Let’s just say that I knew the question was coming for a while now, but never did I suspect that would have been the moment. But you know what? I wouldn’t want to change any of it. I am going to be marrying the man that I love, the man I respect, and the man I want to spend my entire life with. So you know what this means don’t you??????

I’m going to be a Rushing!!!!!!

P. S. And you guys all have to listen to me now