My husband Joe and I met on a blind date. Mutual friends invited us to dinner to meet each other and we hit it off the moment he walked in the door. I was dazzled by his huge blue eyes and friendly smile, and I already knew he was a godly man. (Although if I hadn’t, I soon would have learned, since for our second date he parked the car and hammered me with theological questions.)
It wasn’t long before we were serious, and he popped the question at the end of one of my shifts at Taco Time. It was probably just after midnight, I was tired and greasy…and I said, “NO!” He was stunned, of course, but I told him if he couldn’t do better than that he’d just have to try again.
The second time was only marginally better. We were in the kitchen making sandwiches when he again asked if I’d marry him. The only problem is he had to speak loudly because my roommates were fighting in the other room.
I gave him a pass and he bought me a ring, presenting it to me on Christmas morning in front of my family (now THAT was romantic!)
We were married six months to the day we met, on March 21, 1987. A couple of days ago we celebrated 34 years together.
I believe in love at first sight because it happened to me.
Romance novels, especially short ones such as novellas or Harlequin Love Inspired with their short word count, often take place over a short amount of time, sometimes weeks or even days, so there’s often the need to suspend disbelief and simply enjoy the ride. But I’m willing to keep writing them if you’ll continue to read them!
Over to you now. Do tell!
For those of you who married, how long did it take until he popped the question? (Or did you do it?)
For all you readers out there, what was your all time favorite book proposal and why? (I think mine might be Mr. Darcy’s FIRST proposal to Elizabeth when she shot him down!!)