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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

How I met Sam - Our Engagement 3

Now let me back up a little.  Sam and I were addicted to email communications.  It was our way to feel connected throughout the long days of waiting to see each other.  Throughout the day I would habitually (okay, obsessively) check email in case he wrote.  At 10 a.m. I received one and replied to it.  At noon he sent another one.  I answered it.  At 2 p.m. he sent another one - but each time he wasn't answering the ones I sent.  But I never noticed this small detail.  He would say things like, 'Only 4 hours 'til I'm off work.'  Or, 'I'll see you six hours from now.'  I was expecting him to arrive around 6 p.m.  Then at 2ish the doorbell rings.  So I know it isn't him.  Turns out it's the crazy Hong Kong police with their dumb award thingy.  Or so I thought...


So I'm standing there still wondering what this huge box is doing in my driveway when another guy swiftly lifts the box upwards to reveal a kneeling policeman with a red rose in his hands.  Wait a minute.  That's not a policeman.  That looks like Sam dressed as one!

I rub my eyes - totally shocked.  He starts talking.  I can't remember what he was saying, "I've thought about how much your friendship means to me.  When I think of the rest of my life it would be unbearable if you weren't a part of it.  I want you to know that I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you.  I want you to be my wife.  Will you marry me?"  That was a summary.  I stood there - my head spinning - my heart jumping - a bit confused.

I should probably have listened better.  And answered better.  "Aren't you supposed to be in China?"

Terrible way to respond to a proposal.

Then I kept saying, 'No way.  That's really you?  Really?!  Wow.'

And then, 'Is this really happening?  Sam - how did you get here?  You just wrote me from China!'

Then he says, 'You haven't answered me!'

"YES!  A thousand times, YES!"

And he brings out the ring and slips it on my finger.



Being the techno-luddite (vocab alert: behind the times technologically) that I am, I didn't know one could time emails to be sent at certain intervals.  Very clever Sam.  Next post I tell how he accomplished this feat.


2 comments:

  1. What a clever way Sam proposed to you.

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  2. Raquelinha is me, Raquel Nichols, Annie's mom.

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