In a cemetery...my dreams came true!

Who can say that their dreams came true ... in a cemetery? Odd enough, I'm pleased to say that I can. Last night, Fletcher and I went on a "walk" through a favorite cemetery of ours. Its just around the corner from my house and looks more like a park than a place for the dead to rest. It contains huge oak trees and rolling hills. Its always so peaceful and beautiful, no matter the time of year. On a day like March 2nd, it was a place where winter and spring had collided. Its also a place were my life and Fletcher's collided as well. We found ourselves here together for the first time on September 21, 2007. It was our first date and we went to dinner and a movie....and then a walk through the cemetery because the fall air beckoned us. It was again in October that we took a walk there to discuss a very serious matter..."us". We sat on a bench with a grand view of Mt. Olympus and engaged each other in a very vulnerable conversation. This is where Fletcher said that he first felt really deep feelings for me... :)

So it was perfectly fitting that Fletcher took me to that same bench (last night)...on an ordinary Sunday evening that turned out to rather extraordinary. For it was on this same cemetery bench where I sat when Fletcher got down one knee and asked me to be his wife...and all my dreams came true.