My heart was pounding as first I waited for Sarah to return from a company volleyball game, then waited as she took a leisurely bath. Finally she padded out in a white bathrobe and bare feet, sat on the couch and pulled her feet up under her. With a smile on her face she asked me what was up, having no idea of what I was about to ask her.
Four years ago today, one of my fondest memories was permanently written to the synapses of my brain. Sarah agreed to marry me. The decision would eventually lead her to take my name while promising to deal with me for the rest of her life. I got the better end of the deal.
I love you Sarah Joy, more than you can imagine.