End Notes: A Bowl Of Soup & Thou

He asked me to marry him 34 years ago today. We were so young, but thought we were quite prepared: mature, responsible and ready. Ha! He did not arrange for a flash mob or jumbo tron or media presentation. I was not feeling well; he came over and made me soup and then asked me to marry him. The years have brought such challenges: a groomsman’s suicide the night of his bachelor party, foster parenting his abandoned nephews, my parent’s divorce, his – then my – cancer, a job lay-off. How does anyone prepare for life? / Catherine Johnston , End Notes. More here.

Question (for those who’ve been married awhile): Were you prepared for life when someone popped the question?