Yes, we expected it. My husband Michael and I knew it was
coming. Yet when David Southwick asked to meet Michael for lunch, we braced
ourselves.
So here’s the backstory. David, a
youth pastor, moved from Birmingham to New Orleans last summer to plant One
Hope Church with my niece Amber and her husband Josh Canizaro.
David and Elise met in City Park at
a church social. After two months of friendship, he told her that he wanted to
court, and eventually marry her. He asked her to pray about it and decide if
she could see herself as a pastor’s wife. Apparently she could, for they began
to date, but Elise made it clear that they would have to wait a year before
becoming engaged. When I questioned her
timeline she said, “I have to go through every holiday and season with him. I
want to get to know him slowly.”
And one
year later, David and Michael had lunch. Oh, how I wish I would have been
there. I only know that David began by saying that he wanted to spend the rest
of his life with Elise. Michael told him that wasn’t necessary - he could walk
away and we would take care of Elise for the rest of our lives. And while that
may seem strange to some, it’s the best reflection of how we feel about our children.
Several days after that lunch, Michael told David that if he still wanted to
marry Elise, he had our blessing.
Last
Saturday, on a sunny and beautiful afternoon, David, Elise, and David’s parents
met my family at a picnic table near Storyland under the pretense of an
afternoon in the park with my granddaughters. My daughter Monique asked Elise
and David to return to her car to get the wagon. When they reached the exact
spot where Elise was when David saw her for the first time, Monique called out to
Elise. Elise turned around and saw her nieces Adeline and Olivia holding a
sign, “Look at Uncle David!” Elise turned back to David, who was on one knee.
The
photographer popped out from behind a large oak tree and captured the moment
when Elise said, “Yes.”
Later,
David commented that Elise didn’t seem to listen to his prepared speech. She
said, “Look, when you see a guy on one knee, holding out a diamond ring, you already
know what he’s going to ask.”
Now I just
have one question for them. “Would y’all wait until I lose twenty pounds before
getting married?”
Ronny may be reached
at rmichel@rtconline.com
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