I am an organiser, everyone knows it, some people appreciate it, others are bothered by it, it's just the way I am. I am not sure what made me that way but having to care for my younger sisters from a very early age may have something to do with it.
My man and I had been dating for about 4 years and we organised an engagement party, we then organised a wedding; he didn't actually propose to me. About 6 months before our 35th wedding anniversary he asked what I wanted for gift; I asked him to propose to me as he hadn't had the chance when we got engaged; no jewellery necessary. His first thoughts were very grand gestures, plowing a field, sky writing, in lights at the football, (that wasn't going to happen, he wouldn't get me through the gate!), I knew these ideas were in jest so I just waited... I asked him about a month out if he wanted me to organise a family meal, a gathering, anything, 'No' he replied, 'it's all taken care of.' My friends were laughing as they know how hard it was for me not to organise something but I was also really excited to see what he would come up with.
I had to work on the day of our anniversary but hubby had the day off. Half way through the day I received a call from reception, there was a parcel there for me; I found a beautiful boxed white rose and a hand written note inviting me to dinner the next evening, he had driven 35kms to leave it for me. We went to dinner at a favourite restaurant the next evening and I received another note asking me to attend a 'mystery date' on the 20th April and to dress elegantly.
He arrived at a scrap retreat I was attending, presented me with a red rose and asked if I would marry him, we got into the car and drove... past all the places I thought we would go until we finally reached the little church we were married in 35 years earlier. Our boys and most of our little family were there, only my eldest sons widow and son were missing as they were on holiday. We entered the church and there we renewed our vows, with our beautiful sons, their lovely wives and our gorgeous grandchildren as witnesses; our eldest grandson (7) was the 'official' photographer. Hubby could not have thought of anything more beautiful and it will be a very cherished moment. There was no confetti at either wedding but family more than made up for it!
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