Saturday, May 25, 2013

ISL 8

Paragraph Writing

Marriage Proposal

          As most American girls, I have grown up dreaming of my wedding day. I pictured myself in a stunning, white gown, standing next to someone who resembled Ken, the male Barbie. I would vision a crowd of friends and family that were there to see me enter into a never ending fairytale. For some reason, I always left the most important part out. Which is, having the man that God created just for me ask me to marry him.

          I experienced a life defining moment on September 21, 2002. That was the day that John, also known as the most perfect person in the world, asked me to marry him. The weather that day was so nice that it forced us to skip class and spend the afternoon sitting on the berm. (The berm is the hill next to MSC-3.) I did notice that John’s smile was a little wider than normal, and I assumed he was up to something. I had no idea what he was about to do though. When he asked if he could give me a foot massage, I was positive that something was about to happen. I went along with him, anxious to see what he had in store. About twenty minutes pasted before he casually asked what was hanging in my dorm room window that was facing by back. When I turned to look at my third floor window I read a banner that asked, “Will you marry me?” Wow! I was in shock. When I turned to look at John he had pulled the ring out of his pocked and pushed it towards me. He anxiously waited for an answer while I sat there speechless. He finally interrupted the chaos that was going through my mind by saying, “Well?” I stumbled across the words, “Of course.”

         That was such a great day. I knew, without a doubt, that this was the man that I am supposed to marry. This is the man that I will grow with, spiritually, emotionally, and physically. Praise God for sending such a wonderful person into my life.

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