i'm joining my life to his.

why i proposed:

i'm a strong female. i love the "define the relationship conversations". i was the one who wasn't ready until i was. i was impatient. i wanted to jump. i was tired of the ifs and maybes when we both knew, deep down, that it had probably been a yes for a while. i love him. i want to commit to keep loving and growing with him. i don't want to contemplate that there could be someone else that works better. i am happy. i am choosing to choose with him the rest of our lives. i want to learn to love better, and i think he is a good teacher. i love being loved by him. it was a beautiful day. i got excited about the idea and couldn't help myself. it was fun. 

i love hearing his voice when i fall asleep - or his cuddles. he kisses me on the forehead! he gives the best hugs. he notices the world. he is deep and calm and thoughtful. he makes me silly. he rubs my feet. he learns things - on his own because he wants to. he wants to play devils advocate and make me think. we talk about prayer and god and faith - even if we don't believe the same things. respect. good conversation. we love to explore. he is teaching me patience and grace, with myself and with him. we love to relax. communication skills. geekiness. imagining the world together is so much fun.

a few deciding events from the past few months: 

we spent a long weekend on the eastern shore. exploring the world - and enjoying the fall. noticing beautiful old homes, caring for puppies, cooking together. we like similar foods. he cared for me and loved on me when i was cramping. we drive well together. 

we spent a weekend driving to Canada and being with my sister. two 12 hour days in the car. and we were amazed by similar things, or pointed out amazing things to each other. we teach each other new things all the time. he really cares about my family. 

we spent an afternoon walking around williamsburg - and i knew i was ready. we ate dark chocolate that melted in our mouth. we explored history - but at our own pace. and we saw beauty together.

why i asked now: 

i have plans to adventure and to go to school. he is ready and willing to support me in these. he is building his own plans, slowly, on his own time - as he will. we had asked all the same questions about our differences and the challenges in our relationship - a million times. there was nothing that i could think of that would make me say no - if he had asked first. 

i knew i was ready. i crave security. and i am so happy that i have it as i jump into the next adventures awaiting us. plus it will make immigration to canada a whole lot easier for him. 


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