Dickie Quickie

The Christmas stories are  pouring in. Here’s one that poured in today…from “The Sgt.”:

My wife and I got engaged on Christmas Eve.  It wasn’t exactly a surprise.  I don’t remember if she was with me when I picked out the ring, but we did go looking at them together.  We had dated for four years at that time, since about halfway through her senior year in high school.  I sat her down in a chair in her parents living room, got down on one knee (I’m very traditional and anyway, it’s getting back up that’s the trick) and presented the ring.  If you are very lucky and extremely observant, you may have seen someone as happy as that, but I guarantee you’ve never seen anyone happier.  We went to midnight mass and, in church, she kept holding her hand out, catching the light with the diamond and watching it sparkle—enthralled.  I watched her being happy, also enthralled. It was a good omen.  In my life, she’s made most of the good stuff happen and she’s made most of the bad stuff bearable.

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