I got home last Wednesday and reached down to take off my ankle bracelet before going to bed. In my hurried rush, I accidentally pulled too hard and the bracelet broke- exploding beads all over my floor. It was my favorite ankle bracelet. I was so distraught I went to bed without cleaning it up. My fiancé visited me a few days later and noticed the beads all over my floor. I explained what happened and apologized, telling him I would clean it up when I got back from my sorority meeting. I left and when I came back home, I walked into my room and found my ankle bracelet, good as new, sitting on my counter. My fiancé saw me tear up and told me how he had collected all the beads and had spent hours putting my bracelet back together for me because he knew how much it meant to me.
Everday, I thank God for putting this man in my life.