Another Celebration in the Nursing Home

Today is another anniversary. It is the fifth anniversary of Romeo's marriage proposal to me. I brought Romeo more cheesecake today to celebrate.

Five years ago today, the day after we met, after a vegetable stir-fry dinner we prepared together, Romeo said to me, "I know this is way too early to ask. I'm going to ask you later, but I want to ask you now, too."

I looked at him, knowing what was coming.

Romeo said, "Will you marry me?"

Yes, that probably seems odd to you -- a marriage proposal the day after we met. The day after we met!

But it did not seem odd to me. It seemed late. I thought to myself, "What took you so long to ask?"

Everything about the two of us together was right, and we both knew it. Yes, why not a marriage proposal the day after we met?

My answer to him that evening was, "Yes, without a doubt in my mind."

The "official" proposal (with ring) came a month later, on my birthday, and the wedding was a week before Christmas, almost four months after we met. The rest, as they say, is history.