On November 18th, 2012, two years and10 months after we met, P asked me to marry him.
We were on our way to a Vegas vacation, and because I had bossily told him I didn't want to get engaged in Vegas, a proposal was not expected. But, he asked me. In his kitchen. The night before we left for Vegas. And I said Yes!
Since we returned from Vegas and up until December 22nd we were in Wedding-prep mode. We have a preacher, a church, a reception facility which includes the caterer, a photographer, and plans for dress shopping. I think we've been quite successful thus far.
But.
The last few days have not been about wedding plans or engagement. They have been about the 4th Sunday in Advent and preaching about Mary and Elizabeth while newborns and pregnant ladies graced every worship service. They have been about an somewhat unexpected death of a parishioner, ministering to her family, and funeral plans. They have been Christmas Eve: preaching, at-church celebrations, and celebrating with P's family. In all of these there has been very little wedding talk.
And. I've liked that.
P and I were able to just have fun with people at a cocktails and carols event and with his family. We weren't planning. We were just Being. Together. I wasn't trying to be this lady planning a big party, but the pastor - who preaches and presides and ministers to.
Because we've gotten some of the big things out of the way, I've been able to sink into Being. I'm sure there will be other times in the next 8 months that I'll be rushing around trying to get things organized. But, I do hope to be engaged in P and family and friends and work and fun - in addition to engagement itself.
