I’m in Phoenix right now. It’s funny–I was here just several short weeks ago, and even yesterday morning I had no clue that in less than 24 hours I’d wind up right back in the desert. It’s funny how things work out. Boppa is back in the hospital, which is the reason for my coming, and we’re really praying hard that we’ll be able to get him out soon.
Meanwhile, there has at least been one good distraction to all this mess! Yesterday, about six hours before I boarded the plane, Jake and I were laying in bed talking. It had been an awful day so far. I had to do work-related activities on a Saturday morning, I heard that Boppa was back in the hospital, and in my flustered state I locked my keys in the car for the first time in about three years.. while at a gas station.. and 30 minutes from home. Anyway, Jake had rescued me, and after we got home we went to make a valliant attempt at a nap. It didn’t happen for me though, as while we were having some pillow talk he said four little words that changed my life: “Will you marry me?” OF COURSE I said yes! And my ring is beautiful.
I’ll try to update as best I can in the next few days. Everyone hang in there.
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