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So what songs get you in the reflective mood?
I have never been a competitive person, but give me a challenge and I will go to some pretty ridiculous lengths to win. That is why it is a quarter hour into Sunday and I am still up. This is also my excuse if any or all of the following post makes no sense.
So nagging aside I would like to talk a little about Katie, my lady. And the Day, and a question. Who knows when something like this starts. I know that some people keep track of the first kiss and first to say I love you. Me, I am more of a big picture feeling kind of kid.
I was never scared or nervous. I never really understood the movie thing of people getting cold feet or totally freaking out about the thought of getting married. Never got that. What I did get was the way she made me feel. I had several chats with my Dad, who is an expert about loving his wife. He told me that I would know that I loved a girl when I know that no matter what would follow her to the Siberia. I would have bought my ticket that night.
I can't remember when I bought the ring, I don’t remember the day, or what we talked about to inspire me to go to the shop and look at the ring. I don’t remember what I wore or what color the sky was, but I am sure it was blue. What I do remember is being happy. And as the sales dude was talking about the gem quality it was all I could do to keep myself from screaming and spinning around the room while bubbles floated from the ceiling.
I do remember having a plan. Pretty lame, now that I look back on it. It involved roses and a park and a fountain. The only bad thing was that the park, roses, and fountain was not today. I have never been a good waiter. So I went to plan B, which included some shells, a truck, and sweaty palms.
So I picked Katie up for a date, can’t remember what she was wearing but she looked awesome. My family had just gotten back from Mexico and I had brought some seashells over for Kate’s mom, that I had strategically forgotten in the truck. So I picked her up and while in the truck I remembered that I had forgotten the bowl of shells that I wanted to give.
I had a secret shell for Katie I told her that it opened and that when we found it there was an octopus in it. Not a smart thing cause unknown to me Katie had an earthly fear of cephalopods and got very nervous about opening it. So instead she just shook it and made me tell her that she would like what was inside.
I think at one point she started to put the pieces together, and when she did and finally opened the shell time slowed down. My heart slowed. She saw the ring and she made a face that she hasn’t made since.
Here we take a quick break for a memory of when I was a young boy and was on the edge of cliff about to jump. I had an uncomfortable harness girded to my loin all tied to a rope, the cliff really was only about ten feet, but it might as well been 3 trillion feet cause I was terrified. But there is a point when you just have to take a deep breathe, try not to pee your green scout pants and jump. I would like to draw attention to the first three to five seconds when you realize that there is no ground under your feet and you feel like this is end. And then you take that breath and your pants are still dry and enjoy the ride down.
You may ask yourself where this cool antidote of Chris’ childhood comes in and what does it have to do with the big question. Well I tell you it has everything to do with it. Cause the moment that she put on the ring I felt the ground fall from under me. But it was ok, cause she said yes, and I had someone to fall with. Someone to get back to my feet with. Someone to cry with, laugh with, stay up with, learn with, forget with, watch bad movies with, someone to love, and live and be with till the end. And hopefully a little longer than that.
Someone once said that love is like being temporally insane and the cure is marriage. Amen to that! Marriage has not always been what I thought it would be, but Katie has never disappointed. She is still the spontaneous girl who helps me remember what is like to be alive. She keeps me guessing but I can depend on her steadiness. I love all 7 of her laughs and her 13 different smiles, 6 is the best. So there ya go, I win.
You may be asking your self why I have divulged so much of my deepest darkest places and exposed myself ; I guess sometimes there just isn’t enough rooftops to shout from.
{10 minutes after proposing}
{60 minutes after proposing}
{Happy Birthday, Grandpa Eddie!}








