God hadn’t shown them to me yet, He had just called me trust Him with what I could see.
I heard a noise. It was a ringing sound.
I opened one eye. It was still dark outside. It was really early and I was in bed.
I finally realized it was my phone that was ringing.
“Hello?” I didn’t even try to hide the fact that I was practically dead to the world.
“Hey GA!” Grant’s voiced exclaimed excitedly.
“What time is it?“I said very slowly and sleepily.
“It’s really early,” Grant stated unashamedly, “I’m sorry to wake you up but I got off work early and I’ve been dying to call you. I waited and waited and I tried to wait longer but I just wanted to hear your voice.”
“Hiiii……” I said happily as my eyes started falling shut again.
“Hey, GraceAnna, what kind of engagement rings do you like?“
My eyes popped open and my entire body shot up in bed.
“You know, rings, what do you like…white gold, yellow gold…”
“Oh…that kind of ring…” my heart was beating with excitement. I knew I needed an answer but it suddenly occurred to me that I had never thought about what kind of engagement ring I liked.
Okay, I thought to myself. This is huge. HUGE. What do I like? WHAT DO I LIKE? Oh, how had I never thought of this before? What was wrong with me? Am I not a female in my early TWENTIES!!! Every female in her twenties has surely decided on this.
I had been so focused for so long on praying for a husband and not dwelling on things that weren’t meant to be for me yet, that I hadn’t even thought about what I really liked.
I had seen lots of rings that I thought were pretty, but I had never decided on what ring I wanted for myself.
“I like gold,” I stated quickly before realizing the stupidity of my answer. I sure hope we were on the same page with that.
“Well, yellow or white?” Grant asked without skipping a beat.
“I like yellow gold,” I said as I thought about my mom and Grandma’s rings – they both had yellow gold rings.
“What kind of diamond cut do you like? Do you like square or circular…?”
Is Grant really asking me this right now??? I glanced at the clock. It was around 5am.
“I think I like a round cut.”
“Okay, that’s all I needed to know. You can go back to sleep now. Bye, love you.“
Did he just say, “You can GO BACK TO SLEEP NOW!!!” Was he crazy?
I jumped out of bed and ran over to my computer. I went to the only website I knew of that had diamond rings – Tiffany & Co.
I looked up the engagement rings that had round diamonds and yellow gold. I sat there with my mouth hanging open.
Yes, I had made a good choice. A very. good. choice.
I slowly walked back over to my bed and lay quietly down, my heart thumping.
Am I dreaming? I asked aloud, knowing full well that even my subconscious mind would not have dreamed up that conversation.
What in the world was going on? Was Grant going to fly to the states and surprise me? Would it be soon?
Wow, oh, wow! He really, really loves me!
I laid there on my bed basking in the excitement of thinking about a gold ring with a round diamond on my left finger until the sun began to pour in through the blinds.
And I knew one thing for sure, I was going to get married!
to be continued…