July 10, 2018
Sam was home and in his usual state of bewilderment. He was in the mood for female company, but he couldn’t make up his mind about who he wanted to be with. It was the weekend and his phone rang intermittently throughout the day, but he hadn’t answered it. He knew at least two of the callers were Sheryl, but he had grown tired of her, and Amy, whose pleas to get married had fallen on deaf ears.
He thought about calling Stacy, but changed his mind. They had been dating off and on for over two years, but Stacy’s weight and size had always plagued him. Yet, she was the most exciting of all the women he dated. As his mind fought the urge to call her, he thought of the many times he’d been embarrassed to be seen out with her, because she was the opposite of his ideal. He liked women with lean bodies, and Stacy didn’t fit into that category.
He always pretended he didn’t like crowds, to avoid going out in public with her. But deep down, he knew he loved her, because she was the only one who made him feel good inside, but he had never told her.
Suddenly, he felt fatigued from all the ducking and dodging. He was ready to be with one woman and one woman only. He decided to call Stacy. He didn’t know what he was going to say. He prayed she would be home.
When she answered, he swallowed hard. “Would you marry me,” he stammered out without thought. He was shocked at his own words.
“Because I’ve come to realize that I love you and only you.”
“When?” she replied.
“Whenever you say,” he answered.
She took a deep breath. “No,” she said. “Think about it some more and call me back, when you’re sure of what you’re saying.” She hung up the phone, and he burst into tears. He hadn’t planned to propose to Stacy. However, after much thought, he called her back the next day with the same question and this time, she said yes.