A friend of mine told me that she doesn't read my blog as much as she used to. Her reasoning:
"Ever since you got engaged it's just become so cheesy!" Now, in defense of my friend, she really doesn't do cheese...never has. So while the inclination might be to feel bad, I just square my shoulders and think to myself, "It's okay, I have other friends who like the cheese" ... this post is for you, those who like the cheese.
I have really cool windows in my living room. I can lay on the floor and star gaze and still be comfortable. I can watch the moon move across the sky, all from the comforts of my couch, and in the mornings the sun shines through the windows, warming my heart and my cold feet at the same time. Even if given the option, I wouldn't put blinds in those windows.
Last night was a full moon. It was beautiful. Jason and I sat enjoying that full moon as we talked about finances and what our budget would look like. It's possible to be practical and romantic at the same time.
Truth be told? I didn't think I would ever get married. I had mentally reached the stage where I was okay with not getting married. I've had a good life: amazing adventures, friends who are as close as family, a good job, my dream car...and I was content with that. I was ready to be content with that for the rest of my life. And I would have been happy.
But as I looked up at that full moon, with Jason next to me telling me that he loved me, I was so grateful that God had a different plan for my life...
(And it's an added bonus that I think he's hot...)