This is another one of those rare special posts for my LiveJournal peeps, who are, I realize at moments like this, more in touch with the ebb and flow of my personal life than just about anyone else I know, despite the fact that I’ve met very few of you face to face. But the fact is that you’ve been with me through the completion of my dissertation, my first job as a professor, my second (and first tenure-track) job as a professor, two major moves, one major break-up, and countless little life moments in between, and now you’re some of the first to know that I’m getting married.
D unexpectedly popped the question this past weekend, during a cookout at our house with both sets of parents attendant. Everyone knew it was coming except for me. Apparently the fathers were both a little worried I might say no.
But I didn’t.
The picture of the ring is lousy, but it’s the best I can do right now. It belonged to his great-grandmother, and it’s beautiful.