With just under 30 hours to go until the big moment, it's about time to wrap up this story time. Of course, there are so many stories that we could additionally share with you. While we are about to land this particular "courting" plane, the "married" plane will take off after a short layover in the beautiful redwoods at Nestldown.
But before we head for the final descent, I wanted to share one more anecdote with you.
In a relationship, once a guy or a gal gets to that moment of thinking "I love you," the question becomes "when do I say it?" I'll never forget the first time that Kim told me that she loved me. She was in India at the time and I was in San Francisco. I was in my apartment when the phone rang. Unfortunately I didn't hear it ring so it went to voicemail. When I did discover that I had a message, I heard the following:
"Hey babe, just thought I'd try to catch you before *crr* *sss* out later *acc.* Hope you have *crrr* later. Maybe we can *ssssss*. Love you, bye!"
Sometimes Skype doesn't work so well, but there was no mistaking those last three words. Love you, bye. I couldn't help but smile at the fact that we had become so familiar with each other that I had just received the typical family "end of message."
Kim caught her mistake and as soon as she called me back, she was quick to say "Don't worry about that voicemail, you can just delete it." But the cat was out of the bag. Love was definitely in the air. Not too long after that, on her next visit back to the states, I told her that I loved her. She was so surprised that it took her a day to return the sentiment. But that's a story for another time.
And just a year after those very first official "I love yous," within days of Kim returning from India, I got down on my knee and asked Kim if she'd accept my love for the rest of her life. Tomorrow, we will all celebrate that love together. Can't wait to see you all there!!
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