Hey You Guys, 

Everyone's been asking how Jamar proposed so here's the longshort of it:

     The day before Valentine's day, I was in the house sick as a dog and I think, because of my attitude, Jamar and I had gotten into an argument. I told him to leave me alone and hung up on him LOL. He calls back to tell me he's going to come over. My response, "I don't know how you're going to get inside the house."

     Not even 15 mintues later, there's a knock at the door. I look through the peephole and low & behold, it's him. I wanted him to go away. I wasn't feeling well AND he was on my nerves. He pleaded for me to let him in because he needed to talk to me. It was "important." As I'm looking through the peephole, I see his hands are behind his back. Oh Lord, this man got sick of my crap and came over to kiil me LOL. "Show me your hands." He shows me one. Then the other. Then both. "Babe, I should be here taking care of you." It seemed to be all clear so I decided to open the door, but I still had my guard up. 

     I'm sitting on the couch looking a hot mess and he's telling how he loves me. He stops and excuses himself to go to the bathroom. He comes back and kneels in front of me with one hand behind his back. He proceeds to tell me that he wants to take care of me the rest of his life and from outta nowhere, presents this ring sitting delicately in a small, ivory box. His hands are shaking something crazy. I felt kind of bad for him because I've never seen him shaking like that before. After I said what I felt like I needed to say (y'all know how I used to be LOL). . .I ACCEPTED.

     For those of you who know us know what we've been through and all I can say is GOD IS GOOD!! 

"Love never fails. . ."