When Phil proposed to me is my most favorite memory. I was very surprised - there are so many special things about that weekend that when I remember them I get very sappy. :) One of the main things from his proposal that has always stuck out in my mind is that he told me he loved me and then asked me if I would feed his sheep. I'm not exactly sure how but in that moment I knew what he was asking me (before he pulled out the ring). I knew he was asking me if I loved him - if I loved him more than any other on earth and if I would be faithful to him only. He asked me three times just as Jesus asked Simon Peter three times if he loved him. (John 21: 15-19) Jesus then commanded him to feed His sheep. Don't be confused he wasn't asking me to love him above the Lord he was simply asking if I would be faithful to him, raise children with him, walk through the trials of life with him until death do we part.
|This is a pic from our trip back to where he proposed.|
The best part of my day is... well .... all I can think of is going to bed. That sounds so sad. But I love going to bed; just to lay down and relax from all the stress, obligations, responsibilities, tasks - to know the day is complete and it's the best when it was a productive day.
listening to a song on repeat. Whatever song is on my mind or in my heart I like to listen to over and over until I'm sure it would drive most people crazy.
Something I am willing to fight for is me, I guess. As selfish as that is.
Something you might not know about me is I'm very competitive. But being competitive is actually very taxing on me so I like to pretend that I'm not. I stray away from competitions, I don't like to play games, I don't like to know who is better or faster or more in shape. I'm too hard on myself - cause someone is always better, prettier, skinnier, more talented, more fun, less stressed, funnier, more committed, better.