Our meeting is peculiar, for we had encountered one another many times before we actually truly met. The first time we truly met, Keenan had put air in my tire. Instead of going on about his day, he spent the rest of it with me. We ran errands and eventually ended up at the park so our niece and nephew could play. We spent hours talking and realized that we had so much in common. After that, it seemed as if we were inseparable. We became fast friends, better yet best friends.
After taking my mother to lunch, Keenan came home fidgety. He sat next to me on the couch but was very restless. I paid him no mind at first until he got on his knee. Keenan has a bad knee from football so I almost started to fuss. He pulled out a brown box from Jared's Galleria and popped the question. I said, H... Yes! The lunch was to ask for my hand in marriage. I've never been so sure of a decision in my life. It was a beautiful day and even better memory, I will always cherish. Keenan got down on that bad knee for me!