It was the middle of Snowpocalypse; fluffly, frozen flakes drifted down from the darkened winter’s night sky. Her phone rang. “Lets go sledding!” In a flurry of hats and snow pants and scarfs, the young couple grabbed boogey boards and a six pack. Their warm breaths curled in the frozen dark night. Their laughter split the icy atomsphere. A few times down the snow covered hill, a few tumbles from the makeshift sled, and side splitting laughter had the couple drunk on the magic of the night. “One more run!” Nathan called out. “I’ll catch you at the bottom!” He rushed down the snowy incline and waited. Becca hopped on her sled and pushed off from the top, shouts of glee followed by a tumble from the sled. As Becca stood, Nate remained on one knee. Amidst the flurry of snowflakes and the rush of adrenaline he pulled out a little redwood box. Nestled amongst the cream pillows laid a rose gold ring set with an icy blue stone. The perfect ring for a winter proposal. “Will you marry me?” “Duh!” In the chill of a wintery February night, a young couple slid head first into a beautiful future of love, fun, and unexpected adventures.