Well, who ever thought this day would come? If you've ever read any of my TRs, you may know that my life was supposed to be very different right now...I'll give a brief recap.
Life was going pretty well two and a half years ago when very suddenly, my mom passed away of a rare heart condition on June 30, 2011. My life was totally shattered, and within the following few months I planned on making some changes in my life: I was going to fulfill my career dream of working for myself, I was going to move to Orlando, and I was going to get healthy and lose excess weight I had been carrying since I was 20.
In November 2011, I parted ways with my employer and took the scary step of starting my own business (I am a copywriter and social media manager). Within the next 6 months, my business was thriving and I started planning on my move to Orlando, but there was one big thing before that...
I had all the details of my move (including where I was moving) set in stone by the time my sister's wedding rolled around on May 26, 2012. My sister was marrying the love of her life, who she had dated 15 years prior. They broke up and went their separate ways, only to reconnect in 2011 and fall in love all over again. I was (of course) serving as maid of honor. I made a point of introducing myself to the best man during the rehearsal dinner. He was my brother-in-law's best friend, and while we had known each other casually when Janet and Eric first dated, we didn't know each other that well.
Sparks kind of flew...too bad I was heading to Orlando to sign a lease on June 7!
The bridal party went out for drinks after the rehearsal dinner and, of course, more sparks. They continued to the wedding, and I was pretty surprised when the best man (Todd - there's his name, finally!) asked me out. I figured there was no harm in it, so I said yes.
We really hit it off, and with that June 7 Orlando date looming, I had this gnawing feeling in my stomach. One of the reasons I was moving to Orlando was that I just never felt I would meet anyone here in Buffalo. Was I turning away the possibility of that by moving? I had the ultimate flexibility because of being self-employed, so I didn't have to move. When family asked me to stay on top of it, I decided to stay a little while. If this new dating thing didn't work out, I could always move in 6 months. But at least I would know that I gave it a shot.
Well, giving it a shot turned into an engagement 17 months later
Here we are, 2 days after he proposed, when we realized everyone kept asking for a picture of us "engaged" and we didn't have one, lol:
I'll share the proposal story in the next post, then onto the wedding details!
Life was going pretty well two and a half years ago when very suddenly, my mom passed away of a rare heart condition on June 30, 2011. My life was totally shattered, and within the following few months I planned on making some changes in my life: I was going to fulfill my career dream of working for myself, I was going to move to Orlando, and I was going to get healthy and lose excess weight I had been carrying since I was 20.
In November 2011, I parted ways with my employer and took the scary step of starting my own business (I am a copywriter and social media manager). Within the next 6 months, my business was thriving and I started planning on my move to Orlando, but there was one big thing before that...
I had all the details of my move (including where I was moving) set in stone by the time my sister's wedding rolled around on May 26, 2012. My sister was marrying the love of her life, who she had dated 15 years prior. They broke up and went their separate ways, only to reconnect in 2011 and fall in love all over again. I was (of course) serving as maid of honor. I made a point of introducing myself to the best man during the rehearsal dinner. He was my brother-in-law's best friend, and while we had known each other casually when Janet and Eric first dated, we didn't know each other that well.
Sparks kind of flew...too bad I was heading to Orlando to sign a lease on June 7!
The bridal party went out for drinks after the rehearsal dinner and, of course, more sparks. They continued to the wedding, and I was pretty surprised when the best man (Todd - there's his name, finally!) asked me out. I figured there was no harm in it, so I said yes.
We really hit it off, and with that June 7 Orlando date looming, I had this gnawing feeling in my stomach. One of the reasons I was moving to Orlando was that I just never felt I would meet anyone here in Buffalo. Was I turning away the possibility of that by moving? I had the ultimate flexibility because of being self-employed, so I didn't have to move. When family asked me to stay on top of it, I decided to stay a little while. If this new dating thing didn't work out, I could always move in 6 months. But at least I would know that I gave it a shot.
Well, giving it a shot turned into an engagement 17 months later
Here we are, 2 days after he proposed, when we realized everyone kept asking for a picture of us "engaged" and we didn't have one, lol:
I'll share the proposal story in the next post, then onto the wedding details!