Marriage is a verb

“Have you ever been to the Grotto?” Jim asked as we drove across the I-205 bridge on our way to Ashland. 

“No, I haven’t,” I admitted, although I’d heard about the sixty-two-acre Catholic shrine and botanical garden in northeast Portland. “I’d love to see it.”
The sun was hidden behind clouds and the morning was cool. We strolled along a quiet pathway in the dim light. Green ferns flourished in the rocky gardens. The high-windowed clerestory looked mysterious in the soft light. As we strolled along, hand in hand, Jim told me he liked to come here and pray. Soon a larger-than-life statue of Jesus carrying the cross loomed into view. “Oh, that’s beautiful!” I breathed as I looked up.
“This is called the Christus Statue. Let’s stop here for a moment.” Jim paused. “Turn this way, so I can see your face while also looking at the face of Jesus.”
I turned as he asked and he knelt, facing me. My heart quickened as I began to realize what Jim’s intentions were. What will I say?
“I just want to say this in front of this statue of Jesus, the One who guides me in everything I do.” He took my hand. “Shirley Quiring Rudberg Graybill, will you marry me?” In his left hand, he held a small box.
I drew a quick breath. Did I really hear what I think I heard?
“Yes!” I said, as certainty flooded my mind. “I will!” Jim picked me up in his arms and swung me around with joy. I giggled shyly, filled with tummy-pinging delight. My body was suffused with joy and relief that I had met such a quality guy. Someone absolutely perfect for me!
Nestled in the jeweler’s box was a carat diamond flanked by two rubies and sprinkled with tiny diamonds in a white-gold setting. It was even more beautiful on my left ring finger.

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Three years ago today….

It’s very hard to believe that beautiful morning took place three years and 85 days ago, Jim popped the question. I’ve never been sorry. Always very glad I made the choice to marry Jim. Our love is stronger and more complete now than it was 1185 days ago. We treasure every day. Every hour. Every minute.