- 6 years ago
- Wedding: October 2013
And just so you know, I wasn’t holding my breath.
(I’ve literally been bursting all week with this news, and I apologize for it’s length in advance.)
Marriage is something we’ve talked about quite extensively. Our first year together was spent with both of us being very laid-back. He constantly stated how he’d never get married after seeing how messy his parents’ marriage was. Our second year, being surrounded by some of his Marine Corps buddies and their fiancees/wives, was when he started changing his tune. Our third year was when he openly declared to me, and our friends, that one day we’d marry and that he couldn’t imagine life without me…
Here we are, in our fourth year together. After his New Years Eve declaration in front of everyone, I was actually finding that the waiting game was a little easier than it had been over the past 2 years or so, which let me say was really getting pretty excruciating to say the least. EVERYONE around us seemed to be getting engaged, married, having babies. And we were still just us. Most of those couples had spent far less time together than we have, just salt in the open wound. He knew it was driving me mad. And his declaration somehow made it all seem easier; there was a light at the end of the tunnel. We were, in fact, on the same page, it’s just that he was in the middle somewhere and I was ready to turn to the next page.
Recently he’s seen a change of career, which also meant he was losing the health insurance that he was able to provide for me from his old job, even with us being unmarried. He asked his new employer about their policy, and unfortunately it’s not possible. Since I already have a penchant for being sick all the time, he came to me saying he wanted to do a courthouse wedding. He was actually quite insistent on this, saying he thought it was so important that I be under his insurance, but that it’s even more important to marry me and later to give me the wedding of my dreams.
We’ve never been your average, traditional couple, and so far it seems like we’ve already done things way out of the usual order. Getting married before the wedding only seems fitting. I knew he was serious when we went ring shopping last Monday with absolutely no complaining from him (you know how awful it can be shopping with a man…), and he actually seemed happy trying on wedding bands.
That very day I found a ring that I am absolutely crazy about, and we got it. A few days later, just last Thursday, we went to pick it up from being sized. We got home and laughed about how untraditional we are, how I had said before that I’d laugh at him if he got down on one knee (I’m weird, I know…), and how we were standing in the middle of our bathroom when he placed the ring on my finger. But that’s how we are, we’re weird, quirky, stubborn, and crazy. I can’t imagine my life without him. After 4 years together, and 2 very long years of waiting, I can finally say I’m marrying my best friend.
To those of you still waiting, try to be patient. I know it’s hard, but it’s worth it. Use your waiting time doing things you enjoy: yoga, painting, shopping and going to lunch with girlfriends, reading all those books you’ve always wanted to, whatever makes you happy and gets your mind off of when your future engagement will finally become a reality. Trust me, he’ll definitely take notice in the fact that you’ve picked up a few more hobbies than usual, and something about that draws men in even closer (let’s face it, it’s all about the chase, ladies). I know that sounds ridiculous, but you’ll be much happier not dwelling and stressing over the situation. Once he declared on New Years Eve that we’d get engaged this year I made it a point to stop obsessing over it, and I felt so much more at ease with everything afterwards.
And here’s a little ring porn of course, I know that’s something we’re all crazy about! Thanks so much for reading my tale, and to the Bees-in-waiting: may you all get your happy endings sooner rather than later! 🙂