We're getting married!

My earliest memory of our first date night was of the tingles that overpowered me upon seeing her for the first time that night. She had braids decorating either side of her head, a flannel top and dark boots. I spent most of the time racing through overwhelming thoughts: will she like what I’m wearing? Will she mind that I don’t like rollercoasters? Whatever my fears were, they evaporated the second I took her hand in mine. She mentioned that she loved the ride that swung you around in circles. I told her that I couldn’t handle a ride like that, so we compromised on a smaller roller coaster. I will never forget the ending of it. Eyes closed from nerves and nausea, I attempted to grab her hand to help myself out of the ridecar. I had instead gotten a firm grasp of her chin. When I opened my eyes, she gave me wry smile and her signature nervous laugh. That laugh soon turned into a genuine one. She grabbed me by the arm to help me exit the ride. I knew at that moment, even with my anxiousness and exceedingly awkward antics, that her and I were beginning a journey together. We finally made our way to the Ferris Wheel. I started to get nervous again. Is she expecting me to kiss her? Should I go in for one? After what felt like an eternity of blabbering, the wheel started to bring us back down to earth. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that I had screwed it all up. She mentioned that she had always found Paynes Prairie beautiful at night. Not one to let a chance at redemption slip away, I immediately drove us to the field observation deck. We held each other while taking in the pristine night sky. I looked into her eyes and saw all of my fears and all of my worries disappear. We kissed under the stars. I silently thanked my lucky stars for the chance to have ever met her. I continue to thank every lucky thing in this universe, every day that I am with her. With her by my side, there is nothing that can stop us...except, maybe, a Ferris Wheel. -Joseph