by Juan Sepúlveda
Just thinking about it today, eight years later, makes me a little nervous. I clearly remember knowing that I would "pop the question", but I couldn't make up my mind of how or where. However, one thing that was not uncertain was the date. The symbolic use of dates is something important to me. Whenever possible, I try to choose a significant date when making big decisions in my life. Which date had I chosen? you may think. Well, I had selected the triple lucky seven as the date to finally ask Jennifer to walk beside me for the rest of our lives.
July 7, 2007, was the day I finally decided to ask her to marry me. We were enjoying a summer vacation in Puerto Rico, the beautiful Island that watched me grow. I felt it was appropriate that the Island of Enchantment -as some people call it- would be witness to yet another important step in my journey through life. During our trip, I was covertly scouting places where I could muster the courage to ask her, but nothing felt right. I took her to some breath-taking places, but nothing felt quite right. I finally settled on taking her for a nice dinner at a restaurant called Ajili-Mojili, where they serve a twist of the local fare with an elegant flair. Beautifully garnished dishes of the food that nourished me during my early years, paired with some wine, which I hope would help me with my nerves.
After a nice dinner, we walked across the street and sat facing the moonlit ocean and I finally asked her to marry me. Today, exactly 8 years to the day when I gave her the ring that she so proudly wears today, I am thankful that she said yes. Thankful for her commitment to stand by my side through thick and thin; In good times and in bad; in sickness and in health. Today I am thankful that her affirmative response to my important question has yielded to incredible memories that will accompany me forever. I am thankful that, as that song that played the night we exchanged vows, God blessed the broken road that led me straight to her.
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After a nice dinner, we walked across the street and sat facing the moonlit ocean and I finally asked her to marry me. Today, exactly 8 years to the day when I gave her the ring that she so proudly wears today, I am thankful that she said yes. Thankful for her commitment to stand by my side through thick and thin; In good times and in bad; in sickness and in health. Today I am thankful that her affirmative response to my important question has yielded to incredible memories that will accompany me forever. I am thankful that, as that song that played the night we exchanged vows, God blessed the broken road that led me straight to her.
