I’m going to start this story with a little flashback to September of 2014 when I was in the hospital getting my G-tube placed. Anthony had driven down from Fayetteville to Dallas to stay with me through some of my days in the hospital, and it was so kind of him to do that. It was especially kind of him to deal with a girl who was on so many medications that she didn’t even know what was happening most of the time. He really liked me I guess!
Anyway, long story short, one day not too long after receiving pain medication, I started crying because I had something I wanted to tell him. After acting like a weirdo for a few minutes, I just blurted out, “I LOVE YOU OKAY!”
That’s the end of that part of the story. It’s also good to note that this was my last long hospital stay until this engagement story begins.
Sixteen months passed (RECORD!) I had moved to Fayetteville with Anthony, and things had continued to progress between the two of us.