Holiday Memories: Momma shares a story

I truly hope you’ve enjoyed the series of holiday guest posts as much as I have over the last few weeks. If you missed any, and you happen to find yourself on the computer over the next few days, take a couple minutes to read them. It amazed me at how universal they all were, yet, every story had a deeply personal touch.  Thanks again to all of the contributers. YOU ROCK!

I have many memories I could share about the holidays. Our first Christmas as parents, our first Christmas away from home… a few traveling misadventures. This year, I’m keeping things simple. 
Fourteen years ago today, the hubs dragged me out into the cold snowy night, close to midnight. “It’s Christmas Eve, it’s snowing… we’re going.” We went for a walk, listened to nothing more than sparkling snowflakes falling into our crunchy-snow-packed steps… until he stopped, hugged me, and told me how much I meant to him. Then he reached into his pocket to grab a ring, while getting down on one knee and proposed marriage to me. I laughed, I cried, I said ‘of course!’ and laughed & cried some more. 
I look back on that day, and even though I didn’t think we were kids, we were KIDS. Let’s put things into perspective: I was proposed to wearing a Christmas-turtleneck and overalls. (it was 1996, but… wow) The thing is, young or not, the love we felt was real and raw and I absolutely felt more connected to Greg on a level I had never felt with anyone before. We were young, but there wasn’t a doubt in either of our minds that we would be spending the rest of our lives together. 
Marrying the hubs was one of the best decisions of my life. I didn’t realize when I married Greg how much I’d need someone like him on my side through this crazy journey called life. Besides the many common interests we share, like loving good music, yummy food & beer (all vital to this lady) Greg is my biggest supporter, he kicks my ass when I need it, and he’s one of the best dads I know. I could go on, but I don’t want you to vomit in your breakfast stout. 
Getting proposed to on Christmas Eve made me believe in the wonder of Christmas magic again, hope you can find some magic in your world today. And if you’re just feeling stressed out today getting everything ready & just right… maybe it’s time for a beer? Either way… Cheers!

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  1. Posted December 25, 2010 at 11:44 pm | Permalink

    Thanks so much for the series. I really enjoyed reading all of the stories. Happy Christmas!

  2. Posted December 30, 2010 at 12:55 pm | Permalink

    I just found your blog through Bloggy moms and it’s great!!

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