I told Breddy that Saturday, February 15, our varsity team had a tournament in Santiago. My goal was to make him think that I was making plans to throw him off so he wouldn't think I was coming home. He replied "Great! I am playing basketball with some guys at work in the afternoon, so we'll both be having fun!" When I arrived Saturday morning (my parents had told him that they were going to pick up my grandparents from the airport... well that's what I thought they told him. They were in on it too.), I snuck up from behind and as I hugged him, I saw tears roll down his face. Surprise? SUCCESS! (Or at least I thought)
So that afternoon, he said he still wanted to go play basketball with his buddies. After begging him to cancel, I finally relented and decided I should be a good girlfriend and go support him. So we show up not to a basketball court... but the river. Something is up, I thought. As we walked along the river, I realized that this was definitely not a sporting event! We got to the top of the bridge, he got down on one knee.... and you know the rest!
What's next: Breddy is in the process of getting what is called a "re-entry permit" so that he can come live in the DR and not lose his residency. If everything goes as planned, he will come back to the DR in June and we will get married in August! I'm so thankful for this man God has brought into my life. Breddy loves sports just like me and loves God even more! I'm excited to spend my life with this man!
