While growing up as a teenager, my father had told me that one day, when I least expect, it I would meet a very special woman and fall in love and, as usual, he was right. I listened, but never gave it much thought until the evening of Nov. 19, 2009, when I first saw the woman I would fall deeply in love with.


While growing up as a teenager, my father had told me that one day, when I least expect, it I would meet a very special woman and fall in love and, as usual, he was right. I listened, but never gave it much thought until the evening of Nov. 19, 2009, when I first saw the woman I would fall deeply in love with.

 

She caught my eyes and held my attention as she walked past me. I spoke, hoping as many men do that I don’t say anything unintelligent. She grinned and smiled as she walked by and, the next thing I knew, we were talking for the rest of the evening.

 

As we had our first date, I knew from the beginning that there was something different and very special about her. Trying my best to impress her, we went several places, but one in particular was Fort Washita. That is where I had discovered that she has a passion for history.

 

But one thing I didn’t want was for the evening to end, as I enjoyed being around her and getting to know her. Well I guess I did things right, as I got another date. And, after many memories shared together, I realized that she is the one I had been looking for these past years.

 

When I was away from her, I couldn’t stop thinking of her, such as how she puts me and my teenage son first and how wonderful she treats us. I have even received flowers at work and she leaves me notes to let me know she is thinking of me.

 

So I had decided to ask her father the most important question one could ask a father and even had her family involved in on the proposal.

 

She never expected a thing and I could tell she would make a wonderful wife. But even moreso, a gorgeous bride. Her father is a pastor and it was held at a small country church. It was a wonderful wedding and the poem she wrote for me at the reception brought tears to almost everyone there, including me. I see the love she has for me on a daily basis.

 

My darling Karen, this is for you and thank you for all you do for me. With much love, your husband, Jeff.