Promise

My second surgery was done in June.

That one was a lot easier. I recovered much quicker.

Tom was not able to be with us this time, but he was right there with me when I got home.

We were together all the time.

One day I was lying in Tom's arms on my couch and Tom said to me that he thought he was falling in love with me.

I smiled and told him the same thing.

We weren't even looking at each other at the time - probably easier to say it that way.

Later that summer we went to an Air Show.

Tom drove us in his little white pick up truck.

On our way, Tom asked me to get him something out of his glove compartment. I reached over and opened the compartment's door - then quickly slammed it shut.

We smiled at each other as I slowly opened it again.

Inside was a beautiful sapphire ring.

Tom told me it was a promise ring.

He promised me that one day we were going to get married.