Sunday, August 22, 2010

A Modest Proposal

In a short year we have been through so much together. As friends we learned to support each other when the road seemed to rough to travel alone. You became my anchor when the seas of life tossed me around. In my darkest hours you were there. You built me up when all I wanted to do was crumble inside. You were my secret keeper and my confidant. We became closer and closer as the days went by and I realized that you were something more than special. I fought to keep my feelings inside, fearing you wouldn't feel the same, but I should have known that we had passed that point long ago. The day it finally all spilled out was one of the happiest days of my life. Against all odds we have made it this far. We took a chance, and fate smiled on us. My love for you grows more and more every day. As a couple, we have experienced the ups and the downs of life in a somewhat disproportionate array, and somehow we are still here smiling and standing tall. We have endured sickness, heartache and loss, and we still stand as a strong as ever. You are the reason I make it through every day. Some days you are the only reason I keep going. You have been with me through times of joy, and times of great sorrow. You have seen me at my worst, and you help me to be my best. When I feel so helpless that I can't possibly go on, you are there to show me that everything is alright. You are my best friend and my other half. We are two silly birds in this great big scary world, but I know that you will always be there for me and I will always be here for you. We have had so much fun together even when the obstacles seem insurmountable. I'm done searching for the pieces because you complete this puzzle that is life. I want you forever by my side. I'm your sidekick and you're my hero. Together we will leave a mark on this world the likes of which have never before been seen. I want to grow old with you. I want our grandchildren to hear stories of how much love two people can be capable of. I don't want anyone else when the going gets tough. I want you. When I am sad, when I am happy, when I am angry, right, and wrong. I want it to be you to be there to straighten me out, comfort me, and share my joy. When the cat loses his collar for the millionth time, Weenie won't stop barking at band practice, and the housework is piling up, I want to be with you, laughing at the ridiculousness of it all and enjoying our life together.

Wes, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me?

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