Autumn,  Love,  Thanksgiving

Taffy loaves and a big question…

It snowed a little here last night, just enough to highlight the piles of leaves that I haven’t raked yet.

Last week Michael and I went to Gatlinburg with his family, they had rented a cabin between Pigeon Forge and Downtown Gatlinburg. It was a rainy and cold few days, but we managed to fill the time up with plenty of food, Phase 10, pool and a little exploring. Michael and I bundled up and toured downtown, huddled under a big umbrella that we had to buy because we forgot to pack rain clothes. Even with the cold we thoroughly enjoyed checking out all the little shops tucked away in the alleys, and laughing at the strange pumpkin head statutes on the street they had set up for that awkward time between Halloween and Christmas. Of course we also had to check out the candy shop, it’s funny how watching a candy maker effortlessly mush a toaster sized loaf of taffy into a machine really makes you think about where you are in life. Ha!

We went to a little pub for lunch, hot broccoli and cheddar soup was the perfect meal for a cold day. After we ate, we walked down to the river and under a pavilion watched the water swirl fallen leaves around the rocks. We stood there for awhile, being in love and making passersby uncomfortable, like we usually do. Then Michael held my hands, told me some romantic, mushy things about how much he loved me, got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.

I said no, so it was an awkward drive back to the cabin… Just kidding!
Of course I said yes, freaked out like a little girl and cried happy tears! I can’t believe I get to be with such a caring, loving and pure soul. I am beyond excited to share my life with Michael, he is my perfect match in every way. I love him with all my heart, and I am so thankful that God brought us together.

It’s incredible how much your life can change in just a few years; hang in there, it gets better. It gets so much better.

 

Love,
Jess

 

Michael and I after I said “HELL YES!!” <3
Just two lovebirds and a trash barrel

 

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