You may remember there was a time when I was really struggling with the idea of being in a relationship with someone. I defined myself as single. It was part of my identity and the way I looked at the world. A romantic relationship truly felt foreign, uncomfortable and terrifying.
Well, damn if I didn’t go and turn it up a notch. After dating for three years, I said yes to my Alaskan and in about 8 months I’ll be saying “I do” as well. It is a totally wild idea to me that I am actually planning a ceremony where I will be committing myself to another person for the rest of my life. How do some people enter into these things casually? The very idea is mind boggling to me. I’m actually going to agree to be with someone else forever and ever. Logically, this seems very silly but my heart is overjoyed at the idea of getting old with this person.
I’ve been going back and forth between that feeling on Christmas morning when you’re a child and you know that Santa has come but you’re not allowed to go peek yet and also just being plain ol’ overwhelmed! People actually plan weddings for a living? But there’s so much to remember!
Oh, in case you’re wondering, he did get down on one knee and yes, I cried. Excessively. The ring was my grandmother’s which makes it extra special.
Post-crying selfies are not the easiest to make pretty but you get the drift.
Seeking Misadventure 