I think the best word to describe how I felt when my husband proposed to me would be: confident. As an observant Jew, my husband (then my date) and I only talked and laughed. We found out we enjoyed each other's company, we valued the same things, and had similar opinions about politics. We were both likeable, and he was a thorough mensch.
We were both able to come to this realization because we did not touch each other at all while we were dating or engaged. I mean, not even holding hands! We weren't dating for fun (although we had plenty of fun); we were dating to find out if we were meant to be life partners. By bypassing all the physical contact - which tends to confuse relationships - we were truly able to focus on each other's personality and I could see my husband was smart, kind, had strong faith, and best of all he made me laugh (that was important for me!).
So when he proposed, I said, "Yes" and four beautiful daughters and almost ten years of marriage later, I'm still glad I did.
Thanks for listening Dr. Laura!
Love,
Hindel
