Sweet Tea
because you never expected happiness to come from a mason jar.
“More sweet tea?”
Smiling, you say a simple thank you and watch the beverage pour into your personal mason jar.
“I knew you’d like mama’s sweet tea.” She smiled, taking your hand in yours.
Three years ago, you never pictured this moment, but here you are sitting across from her on the patio in her backyard with a diamond ring in your pocket.
“Lilly, I have a question.”
She looks at you, blushing a light pink. “I have an answer.”
“Will you marry me?” You reach into your pocket, smiling as you reveal the ring. Her hand covers her mouth as she says yes. You kiss her passionately because you never expected happiness to come from a mason jar.
Smiling, you say a simple thank you and watch the beverage pour into your personal mason jar.
“I knew you’d like mama’s sweet tea.” She smiled, taking your hand in yours.
Three years ago, you never pictured this moment, but here you are sitting across from her on the patio in her backyard with a diamond ring in your pocket.
“Lilly, I have a question.”
She looks at you, blushing a light pink. “I have an answer.”
“Will you marry me?” You reach into your pocket, smiling as you reveal the ring. Her hand covers her mouth as she says yes. You kiss her passionately because you never expected happiness to come from a mason jar.