The Proposal

“He went to the bathroom…and he never came back…”

The day started out at Main St. Bakery.  We had both decided for a low key anniversary since we’ve been on a budget lately.  We had actually already celebrated our anniversary on a date night to see WICKED (my favorite musical) back in May, and Jonathan had asked for me to get him a CHL (concealed handgun license) course. With those two things crossed off the gift list, there wasn’t much more celebrating for the actual day of our anniversary, which was fine by me. All I had wanted to do for the day was take a trip downtown to the Dallas Flea, and Jonathan wanted to have breakfast at Main St. That’s what we planned for, that’s what I dressed for, and I was ultimately super excited about picking up some goodies at the flea market.  

We sat down for breakfast around 9:45 am on Saturday morning, June 12 at Main St. Bakery.  Breakfast was great, business as usual; we had great conversation, reminisced about the past 2 years of dating, and laughed about the beginning of his pursuit at the start of our relationship.  

The clock rolled and the time passed quickly, around 10:45 a.m. before we decided to head downtown for the flea market, Jonathan went to the bathroom… and he never came back for me!

And so our story begins…

He wasn’t gone an awkward amount of time, but just about the time he should have returned a waitress came to the table and handed me a note. It was from him :) My stomach dropped as I read the note. He said that he couldn’t allow this anniversary go by without adventure, and that’s what he wanted to take me on today; a trip down memory lane over the past 2 years of the adventure that we have shared. My next step was to go outside and a surprise would be waiting for me. 

Most people ask “Did you know what was going on?” The answer…yes, in that moment I knew what was happening.  Did I wake up thinking that I would get a proposal…no. I had NO clue that the proposal was coming or I would have totally dressed different. 

I stepped outside on the sidewalk to discover absolutely nothing! I called Jonathan, and he answers: “Just stand there!” So— I stand there until a black Hummer H2 pulls up with our best friend and my chauffeur Josh Alltop. Now there are 3 things you must know about Josh Alltop, number one: he’s amazing, number two: he’s hilarious and will make you bust a gut laughing, and number three: the man has impeccable style. (Ladies he’s single and ready to mingle)  In my immediate response to seeing Josh pull up in this magnificent vehicle, I run straight to the passenger-side door, open it up, and begin my squeal-I’m-so-happy-to-see-you-and-what-the-heck-is-going-on rant. He reprimands me, asks me to shut the door, and tells me to go wait on the side walk. (Oh, and one more thing about Josh…you do what he says, cause he could totally break me in half… he has super human strength.)  Before I could actually turn around and go back to the side walk he has parked the H2 in the middle of the road and is making his way around to the back-seat passenger door to escort me in.  If you’ve ever been in one of these vehicles, you know that you pretty much need a ladder to get in; Josh had to lift me up so I could even grab the door handle to hoist myself up. Once inside I notice that there are goodies waiting for me: bottled water, 2 packs of gum, a flower, a camera, and a set of instructions from Jonathan:

You’ve probably figured out that we’re probably not going to the Flea Market today; I hope that’s OK :)

So, here’s the deal!  Today is a day that I have been planning for a very long time for you and have been super excited about.  There are some rules that go along with it, however.  They’re easy, but please follow along with them, they’re important:

1.       I love you

2.       Your driver will be escorting you to various locations throughout the day, at each location you will be given a flower to give away, please give these flowers to the person you’ll be directed to at each stop.

3.       There are people helping me with this surprise, please do NOT interact with them unless it’s the driver, and keep that at a minimum, please. In fact if you do see someone who you may suspect to be part of the day ignore him or her completely unless they are directly speaking to you.  This is very important, please respect this! I promise you’ll have a blast!

4.       There will be small instructions that will follow this throughout the day, they only add to these.

5.       Sit back and relax! Everything is under control; today is for your enjoyment and fun!

6.       You have a camera here in the hummer; please keep it in the hummer.  It is only for shots you want to take here in the car.  There is an exception to the rule, and that is stop #2.  You can take the camera with you on stop #2 just return it to the vehicle after that.

That’s about it, really.  I really hope you have the greatest day ever! 

I love you, I love you, I love you!

Boyfriend

Within the first 5 minutes of being in the car Josh takes my phone away from me and begins his “formal spiel.” “Miss Oglesby I’ll be your chauffeur for today…blah blah blah.”  I could only handle that for about 3 minutes before I said, “Can I talk to you like I know you?” “Yeeahhhh!!” he says.  Josh was preaching at youth on Wednesday night and I was just too excited for him to not talk about it!  We talked, he drove, I didn’t ask questions. 

The first time we met…

Before long we pulled into the Chili’s restaurant at North Richland Hills. It was 10am so I knew we weren’t having lunch….I wasn’t even sure they were open just yet.  Josh pulls up to the the front entrance, comes around to get me out of the car, and hands me a flower (remember the one I’m supposed to hand to people to tell me what to do- Rule #2).  I step inside, hand the hostess the flower, and she takes me to table 9, the exact table I was sitting at the very first night I met Jonathan. There was a note similar to the one I received at Main St. Bakery sitting next to a portable DVD player. I read the note and watched the DVD. 

Our favorite song played on the title menu of the DVD, and I began with Chapter 1. He was there sitting across the table from me and reminisced of the first evening we met.  I had put my number in his phone that night and input into the notes section of my profile: “The coolest girl you’ve probably ever met in the whole world. No!… the universe.”  Who knew that 2 years later I would be sitting at this same table looking back on that day. After the video was done, I grabbed the DVD player and headed back to the H2 where my chauffeur awaited me.  He drove, we talked, I didn’t ask questions. 

“Your boarding pass madam?” 

I thought we were pretty much out in the middle of nowhere when I started to look at the outside surroundings.  I had never been anywhere near this side of….well I had no clue where we were. Josh pulled into a long drive-way and I realized that we were at a private airport.  Just as soon as I figured this out, I see our friend Rick Morrison (who just so happens to be a pilot) running up the drive-way.  I put two and two together, Rick was about to take me up in his airplane. I could take the camera out of the car on this trip, and I was more than excited to do so. We pulled right up to his 2-seater plane, Josh turns to hand me my plane ticket, and a flower to give to my pilot.  I look down to discover that it is my exact boarding pass from our trip to New York last year for our anniversary.  It was one of the greatest trips we’ve taken and how could Jonathan NOT include it with today’s events?! I loved it. Rick opened my door and escorted me into the plane…the tiny, tiny….very tiny plane. I had bottled water and a note waiting for me along with my second chapter on the DVD player to watch. Rick strapped me in, and just as I got adjusted in my seat I looked out the window to see our photographer friend Scott Pickering taking some shots- apparently I had a photographer following me all the way back at Chili’s I just never saw them (excellent work Scott and John Lynn).  

Within a few minutes Rick and I were up in the air.  He had forewarned me of the turbulence, it was very windy and warm that afternoon.  Rick is an excellent pilot, it was so amazing being right there in the cock-pit to see all of the operations of flying a plane first hand; it is definitely an art form. A few minutes in to the flight Rick had told me that I had a special playlist to listen to while we flew…first song: Defying Gravity from Wicked(my man knows me so well).  Rick flew, I asked LOTS of questions, the view was incredible.  We were flying over lake Lewisville into Addison for the afternoon, and the view of the summer pools in everyone’s backyard were my favorite thing to see.  Taking in the sights was amazing, I was so absorbed with the view and Rick’s operation of the plane, I got to thinking “I’m so glad Rick knows what he’s doing, because I doubt I would know the first thing about flying a plane!”  Soon after, Rick tells me that he’s going to let me fly the plane—WHAT?! Fly the plane? Me? Heck yeah!  What an awesome opportunity to say that I’ve flown a plane- hand over the wheel!!  With the slightest tinge the plane moved at my every command, I really had control of this thing! Rick was so encouraging and told me I did a great job—of course I’m a natural ;)  I started to find the heat a bit much to bare in the last part of the flight, I wasn’t getting any air, and my stomach started to get queasy.  I told Rick that I was starting to get a little nauseous, and all the sudden he pops his window open…can you even do that?!  Within minutes the cool breeze of the day filled the plane’s small cabin; all nausea was gone, and I felt like we were riding in a car with the windows rolled down, it was the weirdest feeling.  We landing at Addison airport and pulled up to a small waiting area where my chauffeur awaited me.  As calm as I was when I got off the plane, I knew my stomach wouldn’t be recovering for a long while.  Josh picked me up, he drove, we talked, I didn’t ask questions about what was coming next. 

“When we get there, you better be ready to rock steady.”-Marc Broussard

We pulled up to one of my favorite music venues in Dallas - The House of Blues, and also the site of our very first date to a Marc Broussard concert.  Josh gave me a flower, led me up to the front door, and into the restaurant. I gave the hostess the flower and she led me all the way downstairs to the main stage.  This was the very room that the show was in and I will probably never forget how much fun I had that night.  Jonathan had never heard of Marc Broussard and being from New Orleans I was determined to introduce him to his music.  The night was amazing, the concert ended up turning into an all night dance party, and I’m pretty sure that was the night that Jonathan fell in love with me…and Marc Broussard’s music :)  I walked down to the edge of the stage where another note was waiting for me and I watched Chapter 3 on the DVD.  This was one of the most special places that we had visited so far, I couldn’t stop smiling.  Jonathan instructed me to go upstairs and enjoy lunch with a friend… I wondered who it was. 

When I came back into the restaurant area Josh was waiting in a booth, I walked over and he greeted me as though it was his first time to see me.  A bit confused, I went along with it and we ended up having the best time.  Josh is such a joy to be around and is one of the closest people to Jonathan and I.  He has been such a wonderful friend to the both of us and we have seen God move and transform his life in so many ways.  I told him that I thought it was hilarious that I was spending my 2 year anniversary with him and not Jonathan; I wouldn’t have rather it been anyone else. After lunch we headed north on the Toll way.  He drove, and I rested, my stomach had still not recovered. 

“What are you doing here!?” “Oh just hangin’ out…” “Don’t CRY!!”

Josh headed north on the Toll way up towards Willowbend Mall.  I had an idea where we might be going next, but I was wrong.  Josh parked the Hummer and walked me to to the front door of the Elizabeth Arden Red Door Spa and Salon; I had a flower to give to the receptionist.  I wasn’t expecting salon treatment by any means, but what kind of girl am I to refuse a day at the salon?! :) It was nice and cool inside the salon, smelled super great, and everyone was wearing black.  I had stepped into a calming array of salon-fabulousness! First pampering of the day: get my hair washed and styled out, thank goodness because I needed it, my hair was awful. My hairdresser was very nice, she asked a lot of questions about the sequence of my day, I talked about how amazing my boyfriend was, and we chatted like any two strangers do. My hair was looking amazing, just a good washing and a blow-dry with a round brush and I’m a happy camper. As I was getting my hair blown dry, I noticed a girl standing to the right of the mirror where I was seated….it was my SISTER…WHO LIVES IN AUSTIN!!  ”What are you doing here!” I exclaimed with tears in my eyes, I knew exactly why she was here.  ”Oh ya know, just hanging out,” she said with tears in hers.  We both knew what we were thinking and we just allowed our tears to speak without saying a word.  My sister is the most precious person in the world to me and for her to pop up in this day was like music to my soul, butter on my popcorn, the icing on the cake, I was overjoyed.  She was here and my heart was full.  She sat and talked with me, I told her all about my day even though chances are she probably already knew everything.  When my hair was done I got my nails manicured, and then when my nails were finished, I got a pedicure, and when my pedicure was finished, I had my make-up done.  Purple and charcoal smokey eyes with light lips and rosy cheeks, I was being prepared for my prince.

A full day at the salon with my sister, who could ask for more.  Well there was one more there, my photographer John Lynn.  He spent ALL day at that salon with us taking pictures of every little detail, poor guy in a salon full of women, he deserves an applause! And the worst thing about it is that I couldn’t talk to him, and John is super fun so it kind of killed me to not be able to talk to him, but I had to follow the rules and so did he. My hair was done, main-pedi complete, and make-up was fresh.  We thanked the girls at the salon and Dana led me to our next stop inside the mall. 

“Get the pink one—it’s FIRE!”

Dana led me up the escalator to our next stop, Banana Republic.  I had a feeling this would be our next stop.  When Jonathan and I first started dating he took me on a super fancy date to the Nana Grill and just before we went to dinner he brought me to this same Banana Republic to buy me a dress and shoes to wear for our date that night.  Josh met Dana and me at the front door, I was so happy to see him again.  He led me over to a sitting area where I was given a note and watched Chapter 4 on the DVD, but turns out I was watching Chapter 6—the last chapter! I was a little confused when watching the video.  Jonathan was on top of a roof somewhere and from what he expressed, I couldn’t tell much about where our final stop would be so nothing was really ruined.  Josh found the correct video for me to watch and then we headed into the store. 

We walked all the way back to the dressing rooms and when I went to open the stall door my beautiful friend Lauryn Haase was waiting for me!  Lauryn is one amazing woman with great style and an eye for creativity and design. She has been a long time friend that I love and trust, very near and dear to my heart. She recently graduated from the Art Institute of Dallas and let me just say- this girl is amazing at what she does (interior design). I was so excited to see her face, I knew that she could make me look good!  Inside the dressing room she had picked out around 4 or 5 dresses my size and had all sorts of beautiful jewelry and belts laid out on the bench. “You can pick whatever you want,” she said.  After being slightly overwhelmed with the dressing room, the door shut, and the girls got to work.  The first dress was hot pink and a little bit “out-of-the-box” from what I usually wear. Dana and Lauryn liked it, I was a bit hesitant.  The next one was very classic “Jackie O.” dress, which is right up my alley, and it was white. I liked both of them, but I was just stuck in the middle.  Josh had asked me to try on the pink one again since he didn’t see it the first time.  As soon as the door opened Josh’s face said about a thousand words but only one came out…. “FIRE! L.O. you HAVE to get that one, that is just FIGH-UH!”  The decision was made, only one problem…I had not shaved my legs, we were definitely going to have to make a pit stop.  

Lauryn, Dana, and I were out the door to Dillards to pick out shoes while Josh paid for the dress back at Banana.  We didn’t have much time so I quickly went through the shoes section and picked out some great silver shoes that went nice with the dress.  We then headed over to pick up proper undergarments and soon after Josh and I were headed back to the Hummer again.  I was fully dressed and ready to go…I just needed to shave my legs now.  

We made a quick stop at the CVS and Josh picked me up a 10 pack of disposable razors.  Why don’t they sell those things in single packs?- I just needed one for crying out loud. Josh drove, I shaved, we were bonding on a whole new level as dear friends.

“I’m so excited it’s you!!” 

Josh took me to what I had figured was our next stop, The Nana Grill.  It was one of mine and Jonathan’s first date night spots when we began our relationship.  Five star grill on the 27th floor of the Hilton at the Anatole, my favorite part, floor to ceiling windows with a spectacular view of the Dallas skyline.  Josh escorted me into the lobby where I watched Chapter 5 on the DVD.  Jonathan told me to go up and enjoy some girl time with a special friend, I was so excited to see who it was.  We stepped into the elevator and pushed the button with the gold 27 on it.  We were greeted by the concierge and taken into the lounge area. I opened the door to find my amazing friend, Minda Corso.  As soon as I saw her face I began clapping and jumping up and down (if you know me I do this when I get excited) all I could say was “I’m SO glad it’s you!!!” Minda is a one-of-kind-friend that when you find you never want to lose.  She can sing, she can dance, the woman can bake you anything you wish, she taught me how to journal and be disciplined at it, she has an amazing blog, can craft anything from a piece of paper and a hole puncher, and to know this girl is to love her.  We had the most wonderful visit and soaked up the Dallas skyline as the sun began to wash out the buildings.  She had spent all day moving and I knew she had to have been completely worn out in order to make her visit with me, but she was there and we had chill-time over a great glass of wine.  

During our visit she handed me my last note of the day from Jonathan.  During the day I would read the note the first time it was handed to me and then a few minutes later I would read it again.  This note I had to read about 4 times, it included the lyrics at the top of this page: 

Now as last love has lighted my soul

her song has merried my heart

and this she echoes in deepest parts

three as one, and we are whole

It was the most beautiful thing I had heard, I thought for a second that Jonathan may have written it, but as poetic as he is he’s never actually written me anything like that before.  I had only hoped that those words were from his heart, and indeed they were.  Minda and I finished up our visit and talked about both of our busy days.  I was excited to hear about someone else’s day considering I had no phone access at all.  Josh came and escorted us down to the main lobby, Minda and I said our good-byes and Josh and I were off again. 

The Grand Finale

“Josh is dinner on the schedule for tonight cause I’m getting kind of hungry here.  Can we just pull through a drive-thru and get something small?”  My stomach was rumbling and I was getting exhausted, I knew if I didn’t have food soon, I was going to pass out.  ”Yeah, sure you wanna just pull into this Burget King real quick?”  ”YES!” I said without hesitation.  Josh pulled into the parking lot and stopped at the front entrance, he wasn’t going through the drive thru.  Within a matter of seconds the front passenger door opens and I see Scott with his camera about to shoot pictures, this was odd.  The next thing I knew Josh opened my door and straps a blindfold around my eyes.  I didn’t struggle…much.  Josh tested out the blindfold and asked how many fingers he had up,  I couldn’t see squat.  The door shut and there I was all alone in the car….”Does this mean I’m not gunna get any food?…Guess not.”  The next few minutes were spent in the car, in the dark, but with great music playing: Adele, Ryan Edgar, Harry Conick Jr., Nat King Cole, I was still hungry but enjoying the ride.  

I can’t tell you much about what happened (or what I saw) when the car stopped.  All Ido know is that I was hanging onto Josh Alltop for dear life, I still had this darn blindfold on AND I had heels to walk in.  He led me up a set of stairs, into an elevator, and eventually I figured out that I was outdoors somewhere on a roof, most likely downtown.  He sat me down at a table and told me to count to 50 before I could open my eyes, after that I was supposed to watch the DVD (which I had already accidentally seen) and then I would be surprised.  This all sounded great, except for the fact that when Josh sat me down there was some sort of spray mister getting me and my silk dress wet, I got annoyed real fast.  I ended up having to turn my back away from where I was seated in order to stay semi dry.  I don’t think I actually counted till 50….I got to about 25 before I just got sick of being sprayed, and from where I was turned I opened my eye to see the Dallas skyline.  It was beautiful, and I instantly knew exactly where I was…Southside on Lamar.  I turned back around to the table where I was sitting to reveal something that I swear I’ve seen in a dream.  Vintage windows and doors hung from underneath the gigantic neon Southside sign.  Fresh flowers, the exact flowers I had handed out during the day. Candlelight, a piano, the table setting was gorgeous. I was all alone, and I couldn’t help but cry at what was in front of me. 

Through tears I saw an entourage coming towards me from across the roof.  A man in a divine suit with sunglasses on, a movie star? Wait….I know that guy, that’s my boyfriend! Following him was a woman and our friend Corey Jackson all with their sunglasses on, I swear I needed a helicopter in the background to make the scene complete; they looked like they stepped off of a movie set.  After realizing that Jonathan was walking towards me I couldn’t help but cry when I saw him, he was gorgeous. His hair was amazing (as it always is…thank you Natalie Hall) and the suit he had on fit him to a T, so sharp and absolutely gorgeous, I couldn’t get over how amazing he looked.  Corey immediately sat down and began playing piano; it provided the perfect atmosphere for romance and purity of the moment.  

We sat down to dinner and our waitress (the woman) came to serve us drinks, she had reintroduced herself to me, her name was Michelle and she is the manager at our favorite restaurant downtown, Medina.  She had come to serve us dinner on the roof, I was humbled.

She asked us if she could start us off with a glass of wine, we sat down after taking in the Dallas skyline and Michelle brought the wine over to make the wine presentation to me…odd.  She presented the wine for my approval, I tried to read…this wasn’t in English, it was in Greek.  I look over to Jonathan and he says, “It’s the Greece wine.”  I REALLY began to cry at this point and here’s the back story to explain:

Before Jonathan and I started dating he went on a trip to Greece for 2 weeks and I was gone to Arizona, we ended up being apart for 3 weeks but kept in constant contact with one another.  I knew for some reason that after we returned from our trips we would need to decide on if we wanted to continue on with our relationship or go our separate ways.  We had decided that I would pick him up from his return flight to Greece, I was so ready to see him but the week was shattered into pieces when I was informed 2 days before Jonathan’s homecoming that my grandmother had passed away.  I’m not sure if I could handle seeing him in the state that my heart was in.  I was crushed by the passing of one of the mostly Godly women in my life, but yet I knew that something was awaiting me at the airport… I decided to pick him up. Before walking into the airport I told the Lord, “God I’m not going to date this man unless he is my husband, I’m not asking you to tell me whether I should date him or not… I’m asking if you would tell me if I’m going to marry this man or not.”   I don’t think sitting at the gate I was specifically tuned in to hear God’s voice say a big “YES!” or no… I was waiting for my spirit to agree with what was in front of my eyes.  I remember seeing Jonathan come through the exit door and hearing the Lord ever so gently say “Daughter, this is the one.”  Even in the midst of facing death, God spoke life and I’ve never doubted since that day that I was supposed to marry this man.  (I never ended up telling that story to Jonathan until this year)

When Jonathan returned from Greece, he had brought back this fantastic bottle of Greek wine.  His homecoming was significant me and I just couldn’t dare to drink something so special for just any old date night…I wanted to save it for a special occasion…and that is exactly what he told me he was going to save it for.  J

 We were served dinner and Jonathan had ordered my favorite dish, the lamb. If you ever eat downtown at Medina you must try the lamb, it’s fabulous.  The dinner was filled with tears and laughter, the photographers and videographers were there to document it all.  Our dear friend Cole Novak had been following Jonathan all day for a behind the scenes look at the preparation of the day.  We ate, we talked, I asked a lot of questions, and I was absolutely overwhelmed with the love that Jonathan had poured out for this day to come.  I couldn’t help but be swept away and overwhelmed that I was having dinner on a rooftop with the most amazing man in the world, I cried…alot.  We had barely finished dinner when Jonathan asked me to dance with him, he never dances and when he asks me I know that he’s doing it just for me.  We danced underneath the moonlight, the Dallas sky, the glow of the Southside sign was the perfect light to the moment we had both waited for.  

“We’re engaged dude!” 

I really can’t remember what exactly Jonathan said in that moment, I know he said something about a legacy and building a legacy, something to that effect.  I remember thinking to myself, why is he talking about having babies and building a legacy—this is weird. I went with it, and before I knew it he was down on one knee asking me to marry him.  I cried, he smiled, and I was in shock.  I never thought the day would come, but it was right here, we were in the moment that we had both so longed for in our hearts.  We were engaged.  He put the most beautiful ring I had ever seen on my left hand and I couldn’t help but stare…there was really a ring there, this was really happening.  I laughed, I cried, he laughed.  

“She said yes!!” he shouted to the distant crowd that had gathered on the roof.  Two heads popped up and came running towards us, it was Lauryn (who helped me earlier with the dress) and my friend Ashley Movold.  I LOVED that they were there in our special moment, what 2 better girls to have running up to congratulate and hug me than them, they are precious.  Jonathan informed me that Ashley had spent all day setting up the rooftop and made this dream-scene come to life…Wow.  I couldn’t believe that so many friends were there to anticipate this moment with us….I couldn’t believe I was really engaged!  We all gathered together and a special toast was made to all of the hard work and effort that our dear friends, photographers, videographers, pianist, and other special friends had made for the day to come to fruition.  Jonathan and I were humbled that so many friends had gathered and rallied around us to pull off “operation engagement.”  

Jonathan had informed me that Medina & the owner Sam had provided all of the dishes, glasses, and flatware for free for the evening, all Jonathan paid for was our actual food.  We have become great friends with Sam and he has always treated us so well when we’ve dined at Medina, Jonathan said that he wanted to be the first person to congratulate us….one more stop for the evening. I didn’t know if I was going to make it I was so physically exhausted and emotionally drained, but I went with it.  

We made our way down to the elevator and headed over to Medina where to my surprise, a party was waiting in the restaurant for us.  About 30 of our closest friends were there to greet us with cheers and hooray…wow.  Yet another humbling moment, I’m not sure I could take anymore.  I looked around at all of the faces in the restaurant, these were the people who have walked along side of us, have stood by us in the good and bad, who have encouraged us, loved us, and cheered us on in our pursuit for God and each other over the past 2 years.  Tears of joy, laughter, and congratulations filled the evening.  Medina even stayed open 2 hours later for us and our friends. We went home exhausted; the phone calls could wait until morning. 

So what now?

Wedding planning is in full swing.  Within a week of being engaged I found my wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses.  We have a wedding reception venue, but no ceremony site yet.  We are hoping for an October wedding with a fun and casual atmosphere for all of our friends and family to join us in celebration of our new lives together.  God’s favor has been upon us both, Jonathan in his business and me in my planning, we have been so amazed at what God has pulled out from up His sleeve, I can’t begin to even explain the goodness my heart has been overwhelmed with. 

Thank you to everyone involved in our engagement day, you hold a special place in mine and Jonathan’s heart and we hope that you will stay in our lives for a long time to come. May God bless you for the hard work you poured into the day and onto our lives.  We love you. 

Laura Oglesby (soon to be Gaspard) :)