The Cat is officially out of the Bag!
Well, I finally did it.
I finally let everyone I know and love about the little secret that I am been keeping for almost nine months now.
I was a member of the Communist Party.
No, of course I am kidding.
Nine months ago, I got married. And no, this time I am not kidding.
Our story begins on one hot summer day when the idea was presented to us by our Pastor. To his credit, there was no guilt, or pressure, or even a stern voice. He was merely interested in why we were not married, and left us to think about it. And so, Rosie and I thought about it, and the more we thought, the more reasons we came up with to say "yes" and not too many reasons to say "not now".
So we hatched an idea to have a small private ceremony, right then, keep it a "secret" until we could properly plan and save for our wedding; and then have our "real" wedding a year later. So, we came up with this idea, kind of got swept away with it, and were married the following weekend. What can I say? I am a romantic to the last, it was hard for me not to say "Yes!"
One of my favorite expressions is - "The road to Hell is paved with good intentions". I knew almost from the start that trying to keep our marriage a "secret" was a big mistake, and not having my family and friends there to celebrate with me was even bigger one! Needless to say, it didn't take long for a slip up, and the secret was out!
Rosie and I don't regret getting married, but we both regret not having our family and friends there to share in that special event. We still are planning on an "official" wedding sometime in June of 2008.
Obviously, looking back I would have done things differently. But the past is the past, and we are told to live with no regrets; and so, I have none to speak of. I am relieved to finally "come clean", and can shamelessly brag about my lovely wife and family to anyone who will tolerate me.
What could be better then that?
I finally let everyone I know and love about the little secret that I am been keeping for almost nine months now.
I was a member of the Communist Party.
No, of course I am kidding.
Nine months ago, I got married. And no, this time I am not kidding.
Our story begins on one hot summer day when the idea was presented to us by our Pastor. To his credit, there was no guilt, or pressure, or even a stern voice. He was merely interested in why we were not married, and left us to think about it. And so, Rosie and I thought about it, and the more we thought, the more reasons we came up with to say "yes" and not too many reasons to say "not now".
So we hatched an idea to have a small private ceremony, right then, keep it a "secret" until we could properly plan and save for our wedding; and then have our "real" wedding a year later. So, we came up with this idea, kind of got swept away with it, and were married the following weekend. What can I say? I am a romantic to the last, it was hard for me not to say "Yes!"
One of my favorite expressions is - "The road to Hell is paved with good intentions". I knew almost from the start that trying to keep our marriage a "secret" was a big mistake, and not having my family and friends there to celebrate with me was even bigger one! Needless to say, it didn't take long for a slip up, and the secret was out!
Rosie and I don't regret getting married, but we both regret not having our family and friends there to share in that special event. We still are planning on an "official" wedding sometime in June of 2008.
Obviously, looking back I would have done things differently. But the past is the past, and we are told to live with no regrets; and so, I have none to speak of. I am relieved to finally "come clean", and can shamelessly brag about my lovely wife and family to anyone who will tolerate me.
What could be better then that?