Make A Note (A Very Happy Note)

Well, I gone done it. I got engaged to the woman of my dreams. She's smart, funny, beautiful, and loves God. She's also got a funny accent and she gets a little cranky when she's hungry (or bored, or tired), but nobody's perfect. KIDDING! She loves me and I love her, and that makes her absolutely perfect to me.

It happened two days ago while I was driving her back to Hattiesburg. We stopped at Chattoonaga, drove up to the top of Lookout Mountain, and visited Point Park (an outdoor Civil War museum/memorial of sorts). It was sunny and warm, and the view was great (except for the general haziness of the Tennessee valley), so we took a few photos. I saw my chance next to an old cannon sitting on a rock outcropping. There was a sign warning people not to get too close to the edge on one of the lower rocks, which I used as an excuse to get in a kneeling position, asking Kyeonghi to take a picture of me with the sign in the background.



I already had the ring in my hand, which she of course couldn't see through the camera. She took the photo and looked up. Right then, I said "While I'm in this position, I've got a question to ask you...", holding the ring up. A couple squeals and and an affirmative reply of some sort later ("Yes" would have sufficed, but she mumbled a bunch of things, including "Thank you"), we were engaged!

Here's a picture of the ring on her hand (I'm holding her hand):



We were fortunate enough to have some people come by who could take a picture of us at that exact spot to commemorate the moment (you can see part of the cannon towards the right):



So there you have it! We were engaged on the 21st of June, 2008. That also happened to be the summer solstice, the longest day of the year. I think there's poetry in that.

Thanks for reading!