I'll be honest, I was expecting a surprise. You know the kind,
the surprise with the sparkly ring and bended knee. However,
when your expecting a surprise it can hardly be called
a surprise anymore. But when you are awakened
at 5:45 in the morning unexpectedly, surprise is
all that seems to come to mind. Is this "the"
surprise? My heart races a little. I was
told I had an hour to be ready and that we
would be taking the bus. I rushed to get ready and of course
I was stressing over what to wear and shaving my legs
and silly little things. Next thing I knew I was being pushed
out the door and blindfolded. Complaining, I argued
that I didn't want to wear a blindfold on the bus.
"Everyone's going to stare!" I took
a few steps and to my delight he said, "You're in luck!
We aren't taking the bus. We are taking a scooter!"
I climb on blindfolded scared to death but I know
that I trust him and all will be ok. We scoot around
making wild turns and going here and there till
I am all confused. Jumping off the scooter I hear the
BYU-H bells chime, its a dead give away. We
must be close by. Alden guides me down some stairs
(still blindfolded mind you) and onto the beach
carrying me on his back. He pulls off the blindfold
and we are on the beach with the sun coming
up over the horizon. Walking down to the water my heart starts
to pound and I get butterflies like crazy. He pulls me
in close and I can feel his heart pounding, just like the
first time he put his arm around me. He drops
to a knee and pops the question. And of course I say
yes. We drive up the coast and get breakfast on the
North Shore. Then on the way back we stop at
a surfing competition. While watching the surfers
we saw whales in the distance, WHALES. Thats
got to be a sign of good luck right? One last stop
on the way home at a garage sale. We buy a skateboard.
Alden gets a skateboard and I get a diamond ring.
We are both pretty happy because we get each other.
picture from sunday suppers
