Frank and I met about five years ago through a mutual acquaintance. That self-same night we were captivated by what the both of us had to say. In due course he at last told me that he thought I had the most striking eyes that he had seen. I thought that the modesty that he possessed added to his charisma, and ultimately we spoke to each other until dawn. I also remember that I had a full course-load (and then some), and the very next day I felt like an automaton! So, we exchanged phone numbers and I attended my classes. The entire duration of the subsequent day I thought about the things that we had talked about and pondered not far off from one hundred occasions as to when the appropriate time to call him would be. Conclusively, I decided that I would call him the following night. To my surprise Frank decided to call me the moment that my last class ended. He told me that he was in the area and then asked if I would like to go over to his house for dinner. My heart fluttered but I attempted to contain my cheeriness, and then told him that I it would be great. This pattern continued until I was practically living there, and that was when we began to date, although neither of us officially asked.

Both Frank and I were inseparable; we did everything together, and we went everywhere together. However, no one knew that we were dating (except for my mother, she figures out everything).

Finally, we moved into a new apartment and traveled the entire span of North America in each other’s company. And one day out of the blue Frank told me that he could not picture his life with anyone but myself, and in an Illinois garden he asked me to marry him. We decided to wait until we both thought the time was right, and now we are planning our wedding.

Well, this is my wedding page.  I plan to post events as they are happening.  Life is like that...always changing. Stay tuned everyone...