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Wednesday, November 24, 2010

My Thankful Wednesday

Until writing the blog, I didn't realize so many big
things happened in November of my life.
Good and bad, magic and just plain hard.

I wanted to share with you, my best Thanksgiving story.

In the dark ages when I was a girl, when I had a job and
when my life was made up mainly of dreams. My Dad was
lots of things but one of the things he did was he owned 6 grocery
stores and we all worked in them. I started working for him
when I was 17 and I am thankful for that job and what it taught
me. I was painfully shy and working with the public you can't be.
Dealing with the good and the bad in a grocery store is something
I think all people should have experience of being treated less than
dirt. Of being invisible. But for the most part, it was good. All very good.

My boyfriend at this time was away at school. He had told me he wouldn't
be home until late Wednesday night. I was so excited that he was going
to be with me at our families Thanksgiving and he would be meeting
all of my very interesting, very different extended family.

He had asked me to marry him and I had said yes, we hadn't planned
anything yet and I knew he had been working three jobs, plus going to school.
He worked in the school cafeteria, he did yard work for people and at
night as a musician. He played music in a restaurant.

Wednesday before Thanksgiving is really busy and I was working when my
brother called me to the back room. My brother was our produce man. Sometimes
when he would get behind he would call me and I would go help him.
But I was so busy it was really hard to get away, when my manager said,
"Go on back, I will take over." I thought it was odd but well okay. So I went
in the back room and my brother said, " he handed me a knife and said, can you
do some lettuce for me? I remember thinking " Is he nuts?" This is the day before
Thanksgiving, I need to be in front. About then the phone started ringing.

I put the knife down and walked over to the phone and answered it. It was my
boyfriend, and he said " Hi and that he was on break at school. He chatted a bit,
and He said, " Could you hold a minute someone wants me." So I looked around and my
brother is gone and the back room is empty of people and as I am standing there
getting really antsy because I need to be in the check-stand, I see this guy who
looks so much like my boyfriend and I have the phone to my ear and who is this
guy, who is smiling and laughing.

I hang up the phone standing there like a dope, and he grabs me and kisses me and
then drops to one knee and takes a ring out of his pocket and says, " Kim, will you
marry me and be my wife forever and ever?" He puts the ring on my finger and
I raised him up and I said yes. Of course I am crying and laughing and so is he
and then somehow I worked the rest of the day. With this ring on my finger which
changed me from a girl to a bride to be.

So lots of things have happened in my life in November, the best being I got engaged
and I am so thankful that 31 years today, my life did become the best kind of fairy tale,
because well, you see, I got the prince.

Have a lovely Wednesday.



  1. What a beautiful memory, and so much to be thankful for! 31 years... by today's standards... a LIFETIME!! Good going, to you and your prince!
    Happy Thanksgiving Kim!

  2. How so perfect to meet your prince charming at only 17 and how lucky for both of you. I love this story and now I know why you have so much to be thankful for, especially at Thanksgiving. JB

  3. Oh man, I still love that story. It's the best! :) I'm so glad you and dad got married and gave me Ben and just how everything worked out.

  4. What a sweet story! What a happy ending! I'm really glad I didn't get married at 17. I didn't grow a brain until much later!
    Is the comment before me your daughter-in-love?
    Thanks for your comment on my blog. I feel the same way.

  5. A big "Awww" from Texas on such a sweet story! Many things to be grateful for in those paragraphs! :)

  6. ohhhhh...how sweet is that! A lovely story...what a treasured memory. Thank you for sharing!

  7. That is the sweetest story. No wonder you are so thankful - you have been blessed.


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