A damned decent proposal
Auriel and I went to Iowa City this past weekend, so I could visit old friends and he could see my old stamping grounds.
I took him to Oakland Cemetery to hunt for old tombstones and visit the Black Angel.
He proposed to me as we stood beside the angel's pedestal, shadowed by her outspread wing.
Yes, I said yes. *grins*
I know there will be those out there saying, "Damn, that's sudden; what's wrong with your head?" I've gotten that from a couple people already. *shrug* Honestly, while I understand their position, they don't understand mine, nor do they seem to have any inclination to actually try to comprehend my point of view. For those reasons, while I understand their criticisms, I don't put any weight on them. If you can't at least try to see all sides of a situation, your opinion is always going to be unbalanced.
I also know that there are going to be (well, already are) people who are of the opinion that I am a fickle, emotionally unbalanced, immature little chit of a girl who's just running around falling into relationships with every guy who offers to put a ring on her finger.
To those people, I proffer a respectful and dignified "Fuck you." Especially those who claim to be my friends and then make that sort of accusation. You get double. In fact, I wonder how on earth I could ever have considered you friends, if you know and understand me that little.
Defensive? Yes, I am. I would prefer not to be. I'd prefer to just be like your usual newly-engaged woman and be happy and glowing, surrounded by her loving, supportive friends and family. I do have some very loving, very supportive friends. I'm eternally grateful to whatever fate, karma, or supernatural sky-cake-baker has seen fit to provide me with such amazing people to call "Friend". But as this is an unusual situation and I am an unusual person, I don't get to have the usual reactions from the usual people. I get complexity, controversy and confusion. I accept this. Even more so, I accept having someone so wonderfully complementary to my personality, personal outlook, and lifestyle as my mate and life partner.
To those out there who don't understand, all I can ask is that you be patient and open-minded. To those who do understand, thank you.
Anyway, I'm still ridiculously happy.
I took him to Oakland Cemetery to hunt for old tombstones and visit the Black Angel.
He proposed to me as we stood beside the angel's pedestal, shadowed by her outspread wing.
Yes, I said yes. *grins*
I know there will be those out there saying, "Damn, that's sudden; what's wrong with your head?" I've gotten that from a couple people already. *shrug* Honestly, while I understand their position, they don't understand mine, nor do they seem to have any inclination to actually try to comprehend my point of view. For those reasons, while I understand their criticisms, I don't put any weight on them. If you can't at least try to see all sides of a situation, your opinion is always going to be unbalanced.
I also know that there are going to be (well, already are) people who are of the opinion that I am a fickle, emotionally unbalanced, immature little chit of a girl who's just running around falling into relationships with every guy who offers to put a ring on her finger.
To those people, I proffer a respectful and dignified "Fuck you." Especially those who claim to be my friends and then make that sort of accusation. You get double. In fact, I wonder how on earth I could ever have considered you friends, if you know and understand me that little.
Defensive? Yes, I am. I would prefer not to be. I'd prefer to just be like your usual newly-engaged woman and be happy and glowing, surrounded by her loving, supportive friends and family. I do have some very loving, very supportive friends. I'm eternally grateful to whatever fate, karma, or supernatural sky-cake-baker has seen fit to provide me with such amazing people to call "Friend". But as this is an unusual situation and I am an unusual person, I don't get to have the usual reactions from the usual people. I get complexity, controversy and confusion. I accept this. Even more so, I accept having someone so wonderfully complementary to my personality, personal outlook, and lifestyle as my mate and life partner.
To those out there who don't understand, all I can ask is that you be patient and open-minded. To those who do understand, thank you.
Anyway, I'm still ridiculously happy.