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The two of us had been so joined at the hip that he asked me to go to Thanksgiving with him at his mother's house. I prepared several vegetarian dishes to bring, and off we went to his mother's. I'm sure they thought that I was a tad insane, but I cleaned up well and brought food. I also did my best to watch my mouth, smile and tried really hard not to interrupt.
That was my downfall, still is, but luckily Michael helped me with that. That night after we left, we went back to the same bar where we'd met. There, at the bar that we both loved where probably every staff member cringed seeing the two craziest lushes they knew togetherwe ran into a friend of Michael's. The same friend who was also coincidentally an ordained minister. We stood at the bar, by the service well, with music blaring in the background and tons of ruckus and commotion. And again, I can't remember whose idea it was. Probably mine though, because I was and still am a tad nuts whenever there is alcohol involved.
IT HAPPENED TO ME: I Eloped Four Months After Meeting Someone
Nevertheless, it must have held some truth, as I learned a few months later. As the next couple of months went by nothing changed, and the force that grew like blazing wildfire was still burning strong. What's a girl to do? I'd been down this avenue before, and it had never worked. I wasn't just going to live with Married after 4 months of dating guy out of convenience. I wanted something real. This is when everything changed. Michael didn't get down on one knee, and I wasn't one to like weddings -- I hated the color white, and couldn't have cared less about a piece of fancy jewelry.
My parents had never gotten married, and all I'd ever really wanted my whole life was to be a wife one Married after 4 months of dating. I dreamed of being a wife. Not a wedding, not an engagement. I remember him looking at me. The same one that's framed in our bedroom now over five years later. We have two daughters, with a little boy due any day now. Sure, life has changed for us -- we're now living in the suburbs and have become responsible adults and parents. But, whatever you do, don't ever let anyone tell you that love doesn't exist. Because I promise you that I am living proof that it does.
And if they tell you that you're crazy? Well, they're just not as lucky as you. Even in and all that connects us, it seemed impossible, and at the very least, silly to try to hang on to what we had. May and June we were apart. Yes, I still had my doubts, but I pushed through them, carried on and moved forward with loving this amazing man. I returned to Paris on July 2. A few weeks after my arrival in Paris, and after an evening of lots and lots of discussion about my fears, my concerns, and his ability to accept them and work with them, he got down on one knee and proposed.
And, of course, did he really want to be an American that badly? Do we ever truly and completely know the people to whom we get hitched? Can we anticipate the way they may grow and change after the ceremony is done? Olivier and I view the world in the same way. We want the same things for each other, for the people we love, and for the world around us. Even a year ago, I would have balked at the idea of getting engaged so soon, but when you find someone with whom you want to share your life, certain things just click into place. Oh, and yes, I have been taking my medication as prescribed. Our partnership is a give and take, and neither one of us is requesting that we give up our individual lives in our respective cities.