To tell or not tell the parents… first
But I felt I had to. After all, they are going to part from
the daughter they have raised and loved all these years. I think this is the
least I can do. But what will they say?
Will they get mad? Will they believe me?
It .Was. Nerve racking!
After sucking up all the courage in the world…
In the morning of December 15, I sneaked to meet with Jen’s parents. I told them of my intentions. They weren’t surprised really, after all, they see me all the time. They pretty much knew where we’re headed. But I had to talk a bit about our plans for the future.
It .Was. Nerve racking!
After sucking up all the courage in the world…
In the morning of December 15, I sneaked to meet with Jen’s parents. I told them of my intentions. They weren’t surprised really, after all, they see me all the time. They pretty much knew where we’re headed. But I had to talk a bit about our plans for the future.
After a couple of advices and after
a pat on the back, they finally gave it. I asked for the hand of their daughter
in marriage, and they gave their blessing.