Seriously, it is quite hard to surprise me.
And I LOVE surprises.
But it's hard to catch me really off-guard.
In fact, there are really only two moments in my entire life that have knocked me out of my socks/took my breath away/made me feel like I was having an out-of-body experience because of the amount of surprise.
The first big surprise happened on my 21st birthday.
Gabe and I were in a major long-distance relationship.
He was in Iraq.
I was in Manhattan, KS.
This trip to Iraq didn't allow for hardly any communication.
And by that, I mean I received about 2 letters a month.
I got maybe 10 phone calls total in 7 months.
There was one point where I hadn't heard from him in over a month.
No letters. No e-mail. No phone calls.
I asked his family: nothing.
I began to panic.
I had no idea if he was okay.
Then, I woke up on my 21st birthday.
Still no word from him.
I was just hanging in the sorority house when I heard,
"Angela, you have a caller" over the intercom.
I had NEVER had a "caller" before.
I mean, I was in a long-distance relationship.
So, I begin to walk down the stairs.
Suddenly, my "caller" walks out from another room with roses.
Perfectly safe and not in Iraq.
I fell down the stairs.
I couldn't believe it.
One minute, I was picturing the worst.
The next, I'm hugging my sweetie.
Talk about a surprise.
I mean, how do you top that?
Well, my friends.
You find this one morning:
Biggest surprise of my entire life.
And something tells me, nothing will ever top this one.