About 12 years ago, I worked at a restaurant in Wauwatosa. One night, I was running late for work and grabbed the wrong work shirt. I was sent to the manager’s office to be written up and sent home. While the manager was chastising me, a man I’ve never seen before stood up from a desk in the back of the room and unbuttoned his shirt. He said it was the end of his shift and handed me his shirt. A few weeks later, he asked me out on a date. He took me out to dinner and a movie. Later, we walked on the beach, where I lost my favorite ring in the sand. 11 years ago today, he took me back to that beach to replace my favorite ring, and ask me to be his wife.
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