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It was a chilly night by California's standards, yet for some reason I felt a warm sensation flowing through my veins. I knew it wasn't the J.D. that I had consumed earlier in the evening because my teeth weren't numb nor did my toes tingle. It was two thirty a.m. and for some unknown reason I awoke fully alert. I found myself sitting in the kitchen alone, drinking a Bud. when suddenly something became perfectly clear to me. It occurred to me that I finally understood what Juan, Pedro, his one-eared goat, and his sister Maria Elena Guadalupe Fernandez Hernandez Gonzalez had been searching for during their trek thought the U.S. and northern Mexico. Maybe it had to do with something that Juan had once said to me or maybe it was the way Pedro kept beating his head against an invisible wall. For whatever reason, I suddenly realized that the woman I had been searching for, and yes, praying for was laying in the next room.
Having thought that I had been in love once maybe two times before, the feeling I now experienced was totally new to me. Instead of having gut-wrenching, brain-eating tormenting feelings, I was feeling contentment, warmth, serenity, and the confidence that I can just be "me" and she herself.
As I sat there I asked myself, "What in the hell am I waiting for?" And, silently thought, "I'm scared _______," (you can fill in the adjective.) So, there I sat... the decision had been made. I've got to ask Holly if she will marry me. My two coonhounds and one her cats... (the one we call "the long hair" eventhough it has been shaven, and that's a DIFFERENT story we can talk about later) were sitting there staring at me like I had lost my mind. Well, Strydor, the hound, sat up, turned around and went outside to relieve himself, and Mango my stupid hound just kind of sat there drooling the way he always does, and "Long Hair" jumped up on the table and tried stealing my beer. The funny thing is that it didn't bother me. I heard myself saying "Dang!"
Now, before I go any further, you must understand that I talk in my sleep. Not just a few incomprehensible mumbles but full-fledged conversations. Holly has more than once told me about complete dreams that I had the night before. Now, if that isn't scary... geeze, the thought of having a dream ... oh, never mind. Anyway, you had to know that before I continue.
So, I had made my decision, so I went in and kneeled on the bed. I guess you can say I kneeled down on one knee but that would be stretching it. Anyway, I was there leaning over her and I shook her shoulder and said, "Hey, Holly wake-up." She said okay and kind of rolled over towards me. So thinking that I had her full attention I asked, "Hey, Holly, will you marry me?" Now get this. Her reply was, and I quote, "Mark, go back to sleep." I was a little shocked but understood that she may in fact still be sleeping. So, I once again said, "No, really, Holly, wake-up... Will you marry me?" And this time she responded by saying; "Mark, roll over and go back to sleep." Okay, now this was the time I could have easily run, but now I was determined. So I said, "Holly! Will you please listen to me? Will you marry me?... I'm serious!" Her eyes sprang open like she had been electrocuted, and she wrapped her arms around me and quietly said,"Yes."
So there you have it. I've asked the only lady that I have ever truely loved to marry me and thankfully she has said, "yes."
The date of our vows hasn't been set but we will let you know about it.
As far as this site is concerned, I can only say that I'm almost certain that Holly and I would not have met if it weren't for ESc. So thank you, Marcia, for getting this site going.
I have to thank msfilly, also, for leading Holly and me together.
Well, that's it... see you in the chatroom.
Frostbite "Mark"
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