The first week of February was an eventful one. We moved into a new apartment that, with a home office, promised a much better work/life balance than what we’d been experiencing. We landed a monthly social media client with a national-level retailer. Our two-year anniversary of dating was approaching. A television commercial starring us for a regional cell phone carrier began airing, with a money boost to match.
Melia and I had been living together successfully for a year, and as we talked more and more casually about our future life together, it was time to lock down those plans. “Put a ring on it,” as Beyonce would say. (I liked it.)
Since Melia arrived in Jackson, we’d been going nonstop, building up our branding practice, taking on too many clients and figuring out how to balance everything. There were so many projects up in the air that dealing with a wedding would feel like just another project, with too many details on which to focus, and that’s not how I wanted it to be.
With so much beginning to fall into place, though, the abstract “next level of stability” that I was envisioning had suddenly arrived. I e-mailed my mom, who had our family heirloom engagement ring, and told her I was ready. I instructed her to “be cool” so as not to alert Melia and pass me the ring at our weekly lunch. I’ll save the proposal for another blog post.
Addendum: I of course had already known I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Melia; that was the easy part! Our lifestyle was completely comfortable and full of laughter and fun. I knew I’d be excited and proud to commit to her in front of everyone important to me.
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