Whenever I see the 'surprise' proposal spewed on social
media, I cannot help but shake my head at the level to which romance has been
blown. It reminds me of a story of one of my grandmother’s (God bless her soul)
marriage story.
One sunny morning she was left in the disorganized hearth of
her husband-to-be with nothing but her luggage. She started sweeping the house
and the compound before washing the utensils. When the poor man came home, he
found the woman in the kitchen bent-over blowing into the fire.