It doesn’t happen very often, but sometimes life just seems to come together in the most unexpected, perfect way. It’s like all the pieces of the puzzle fit together perfectly and everything makes sense. Two weeks ago it happened for me and it all started with one little question.
“Will you marry me?” he asked.
Now it was early in the morning and I was sure that I was dreaming except that I could feel a very real and unfamiliar metal ring being slid onto my ring finger. Even now just thinking about that moment makes me smile. It was perfect and just between us and exactly right. The pieces just fit together in a way that I didn’t exactly expect but that was completely perfect in every way. I keep expecting the post-engagement buzz to wear off. But it hasn’t happened yet. I’m still so giddy and excited it’s hard to think about anything else.
We’ve been busy with wedding planning, plans to move me back home, trying to find me a job and plenty of other details and I can see how easy it is to get overwhelmed and caught up in the plans and the details, the dress, the flowers, the invitations, ect, ect, ect. But as much as I love the idea of planning a wedding I just don’t really care about all the details. Now don’t get me wrong, it’s fun to think about our wedding details, but the best part of this whole thing is that no matter when or where or what color the table linens are, I get to marry Joel. And I can’t wait.