Epiphany

[Lady Chi]

He proposed.

On Friday the 13th of March, a day that is considered an omen, a stroke of bad luck, it was just the opposite for us and his favorite number. He asked me to be his wife over two set plates for breakfast of slightly burnt pancakes, undercooked sausage patties and cereal. It was absolutely the greatest day of my life. As I looked on in shock-nearly choking on a piece of pancake then a drop of the head and suddenly overcome with emotion that I can’t to this day describe, but rooted in happiness……. a realization…..a dawning….. in his hand…….. a beautiful brown box……the resolute mission written upon his face…..the pumping of my heart…..the increased roundness of the orbs of my eyes….the hope in his….the soft sigh of submission in his voice…the moment my heart stopped so I could do the same…. was every bit for me worthy of the title: epiphany.

I accepted.

On Friday the 13th of March is the day that has changed me forever. With his heart in my hands, he ringed my finger and I stood up to greet him and exploded in such happiness. It seemed like a thousand times I said, “Yes!” How could I not? He is the man that I have loved, cherished, respected, and grown with for three and a half years. Encouraged to move forward by the warmth of each other…the possibility of we. I have entered into a spiritual union founded on complete trust, loyalty, respect and pure love……an agape love……an unconditional love. A lost rib I was and now I have been found……near his beating heart is where I’ll always belong.

Here is where our love story ends and our saga begins.