Thursday, March 14, 2013

No longer one

It's still so very surreal to me that exactly two weeks ago, the most amazing man I've ever known got down on one knee and asked my permission to spend the rest of my life with him.

I had dreamt of that specific moment for years, since I was a child really. The look on his face, the time of day, the words he would say, my reaction, the ring.

And now looking back, the truth is,

It was more than I had ever dreamed.

It was more because it was REAL. It REALLY happened. Sometimes I have to look at pictures to convince myself it wasn't just another dream.

In that moment on March 1, 2013 at 5:58pm, as the sun was setting across Malibu Beach, I stood before this man, my fourth finger no longer empty, and thought to myself, could it be true? That after everything I have experienced and everything I have seen, God's grace has brought me to this very place?

Where a man wants to spend his life with me. Join his heart with mine. Call me family.

The word love doesn't fully encompass all I feel because it's simply so much more than that.

It's redemption.

It's grace.

When I pray and thank God for this moment and the future I have with this man, "thank you," just simply isn't enough.

And frankly, I'm still grasping the full truth and depth of this gift. But I guess that's ok. I have the rest of my life to experience this gift.

And to this man, my other half, the man that no longer makes me one, but has made me more:

I love you truly and deeply and always will.

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