So, she said yes. She surprised the hell out of me, but she said yes. What's weird is that I kept asking and asking. I was half serious, half joking but I asked. I meant it though. And apparently she knew that because she agreed. Does she know what she's getting into?
She knows I snore, she knows I am clumsy, a klutz, a ditz. I forget things all the time. I can tune people out with skill, I have a bad temper, I get road rage, I get terrible allergies, I am not a fan of mainstream culture. However, she knows all of this and still wants to marry me. I am in awe of this woman.
She knows how to fine tune me without manipulation, however. She knows all my faults and works around them, not without frustration though. She is wonderful in every sense of the word. She's incredible. I thank the luck that led me to her.
We have a magnetic connection, some irresistible pull to each other. I can't get enough of her. The sex is amazing. She is amazing.
The question isn't if I am ready or not. I know I am ready, or else I wouldn't have asked her to be my wife. The questions are many: when, where, how, what...etc. We are planning for the wedding, but the plans are just outlines until we graduate college. College is first and foremost. Marriage can wait.
We don't want a ceremony at all. We plan on driving up to D.C to get hitched unless another state closer to us legalizes gay marriage. After that, we will have our (small) reception. We don't plan on inviting a crap ton of people. Just close friends and family.
We're going to make most of our own decorations, cook our own food, plan our own music play list...I think we'll be able to pull off a small yet manageable wedding (with a small and manageable budget, haha).
To call her my wife fills me with such pride and joy, I really have no way to describe it. She'll be my wife, my lover, my best friend, my confidant, my rock, my guiding light. She's already all that and more to me. She's my heart. Asking her to marry me felt so right. I have no second doubts. I have no reservations about my decision.
The hardest part now is proposing to her properly and surprising her. She hates surprises, but, I think she'll like this one.
