Decision time. Six years together. High school and college. What is next? Freshly out of college. Living in the same city. Young adulting. I knew. He wasn’t ready. Do I wait? Does absence make the heart grow fonder?
A conversation with his twin spirit. Jonathan to Jonathan. What is stopping him? Decision made.
The window shopping trip. What cut? Which metal? What size? A reality. Are we doing this?
Saving. Two months salary. Custom design. The wondering. Keeping those nails painted. When will it be? Grand gesture? Quiet moment?
July 15th, 2003. A picnic. That puppy. A ring tied to his collar. The question. Yes!
The giggles. The shock. The excitement. The phone calls. The visits. Surreal.
The planning. The bridesmaids. Nine. The Matron of Honor. My sister. She’s pregnant!
The stress. The new symptoms. Heart racing. Hot flashes. Cold rushes. Stomach aching. Out of body. Loss of appetite. Losing weight. Panic Disorder. Not the wedding. Just me.
Wedding showers. Southern traditions. Our dinnerware pattern. Our silver. Our crystal. A registry. Towels. Sheets. Pots. Pans. Knives…
Choosing colors. The shopping. The dress. The cake. The flowers. The venue. The photographer. The videographer. The coordinator. The deposits.
The invitations. The guest list. 300…ish. Fraternity brothers, sorority sisters, a church, high school friends, childhood friends, family friends. The ring bearer. The flower girl. Seven years of life with so much support. All invited to witness.
The officiant. Easy
The music. The vows. The rings. The food. The dances. The toasts. The getaway car!
Everything planned. Ready to commit. Twenty-two years ago today. March 20, 2004.