Some people like to propose marriage in a public way—a banner pulled by an airplane, a radio call-in request, an electronic marquee at a ball game. When I asked Sara to marry me nineteen years ago, I chose a more private setting: the front steps of the dormitory where we had first met. The actual proposal was merely a formality anyway, since we had discussed getting married for the previous eight months or so.
My attitudes about self-revelation have changed quite a bit over the years, and the change, I admit, has coincided with the Internet Age and its ubiquity of online information about everything and everyone. But here is one thing I know I’d want to shout from the rooftop of my house if I didn’t have this virtual rooftop:
Sara, marrying you eighteen years ago was the best thing I’ve ever done. I love you now more than ever. Happy anniversary.
What I always wanted for my daughter was a guy who would treat her with love and respect and kindness and understanding, and who could challenge her intellectually and creatively. You’re the guy, Karl! Thanks for all that.
I’ve always sensed just how much you love each other! So happy for both of you that you have each other and that I have you in my family.
Very nice, congratulations and happy anniversary.
Congrats, Karl and Sara!
Happy Anniversary, Karl and Sara!! It was a lovely celebration then and continues now. Just wish we lived near each other to appreciate it all first-hand.
She’s lovely, you’re lucky (well, you both are) … and your 19th is right around the corner! TG and I will celebrate our 31st on June 16th. Marriage is truly a gift from God.
What a beautiful anniversay wish. I hope you have many more years of happiness.
I just read your blog and wanted to say Happy Anniversary.