The "One"
This weekend my parents came to town to check out my new home. Saturday morning we went to the Beaverton Farmers Market and Saturday Market. We walked, ate, talked about life stuff and had a great time. In the late afternoon my mom and I split off and went clothes shopping while Carter and my stepdad went up to the Sportsman's Wearhouse for good ol' boy shopping.As my mother and I shopped I felt so grateful for my mother. I took her to the jewelery store and showed her the ring style that Carter and I have been looking at. My mom and I were in the car and she asked me why I want to marry Carter. I told her because I was in love with him. We chatted about the chats we have been having about the wedding ideas, etc.
This morning we went to have breakfast at the Sweet Oregon Grill. As we walked through the beautiful landscaping, the sun shining so brightly, my parents ahead of us...I knew that I was walking down the path toward my future. I knew that there would be many walks, many sunny days, with lots of love and family.
As we drove home Carter said he was sitting in the bathroom trying to think of the best way to ask my parents permission to marry me. He seemed a bit nervous, and didn't know the best way to word it. He decided that he was not going to until he could figure it out. I told him that this is the last time we are going to see my parents before we hypothetically get engaged.
So sitting in my front room, as I sucked on a strawberry Tootsie Pop, Carter asked my parents for their blessing to marry their daughter, me. As I dropped the lollipop down my shirt, they said wholeheartedly without hestitation, "Yes you have our blessing. We would love for you to marry our daughter and become apart of our family." My mother and stepdad(according to Carter) got all teary, I got teary, and we all were happy. In that one moment I felt so peaceful and not pukey at all. Carter sitting beside me, I looked up at him, and saw this look of love in his eyes, and knew he is the one. I actually knew before, but something about sitting their with my family made it more real, made me more sure.
I have always hated the term the "One". I don't think it is scripturally based to say that God has one person picked out for you...cause of that whole free will thing...but I do know that this is the "one" person that I want to spend my life with. The "one" person I know I want to spend my life with, grow with, and love for the rest of my life....well maybe love with moments of dislike.
So tonight I sit here typing deliriously happy, thinking toward the future, of our life shared together, and I am content.
posted by Kat @ 7:27 PM
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