Here Comes the Bride

On August 5th, 2007, my then boyfriend asked me to marry him. It was something like his fourth attempt at a proposal and though, it was far from romantic, I said yes. In my car, on the way to my five year high school reunion, Travis and I were chatting about random things and listening to the radio, when he turned to me without warning and held out his hand, in it a ring box. "So," his voice was shaking a little and his grip was tight on the box, "do you think you might want to wear this," he said. I took the box out of his hand and put the ring on my finger. I had tried it on a dozen times and knew even before he gave it to me, that I loved it. Instead of saying yes, or 'OF COURSE' (the thing I wanted to say most), I looked over at him, utter confusion betrayed in my face and asked the question that I just couldn't withhold, "So, does this mean that we're engaged then?"

That was eighteen months ago now and in the time that we've been engaged we've seen our share of ups and downs. Our wedding had been twice postponed, when we finally set our wedding date for July 18, 2009. Once again a major wrench was thrown into our plans, in the shape of a terrible and life threatening car accident. We have done what we can to preserve our plans for a July 18th wedding, but have come to realize that this is an impossibility. So now, we seek an alternative, something to replace our previous wedding plans. After all, as Travis put it after his unconventional proposal, it doesn't matter how we do it, as long as we end up together.