A Bundle of Myrrh

It’s been a while since I joined the How We Met Link Up over at Camp Patton, it’s been a fun walk down memory lane for me and I’ve received some very nice comments and emails from some of you readers. So thank you! For Parts I-VII of this story click HERE.

So.

Phil had bought me a ticket to come back to Nebraska for another visit that August. I was really hoping that this would be the weekend he’d ask me to marry him but I wasn’t counting on it. In my mind there probably wouldn’t be a proposal (or wedding) until December or January at the earliest.

I’d already decided that I would use my Mom’s engagement ring as my own and cuz I’m CRAZY, I almost brought it with me to whip out if Phil did decide to ask me for my hand. But being the sane CRAZY that I am, I thought that might be too much.

I was just so happy to be able to come see him again.

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Warning, this post is PICTURE HEAVY!

I’ll justify that by calling it a “Tribute” to days forever gone. A chapter in my life that I loved. We all have those chapters don’t we? And the chapter I’m in now is pretty great too, but a chapter that will also end as they all do.

You can find A Love Story Parts I-VI HERE.

Now. Where were we? Oh yes, crying on a plane. I returned from NE still with no clear idea as to when Phil would just go ahead and make me his bride, so it was back to work and back to life as I knew it before Phil. We continued to write letters, talk on the phone and email each other.

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A hat from my uncle before I left for NE. He was never gonna wear it, he’s funny if he thought I WOULD!
Go Horns.

Ok, I promise I’m gonna wrap this Love Story up soon, maybe 2 more installments. The glorious Pioneer Woman wrote her Love Story in 40 installments before she just decided to turn the whole thing into a book. Don’t worry I don’t have that much more to say.

Click HERE for Parts I-V of this ramble.
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Continuing the Saga.

For Parts I-IV go HERE.

Phil was spending the week down on the Texas coast, fishing and quite distracted by what I’d told him before he’d left Austin. I’d dared to utter the “M” word…Marriage and ruined any chance he’d had of “taking it easy” and clearing his mind before he began his pastoral call in Nebraska.

I was in Austin, worried I’d just scared this poor guy off.

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