Engagement Post

June 29, 2020 was the best day. My best friend asked me to be his wife.

I could write you a very detailed description of our engagement, including the backstory that makes it all make sense, but it would be a very long post, that you would probably actually find boring.

I’ll give you the short version:

He told me to look for the ring. He didn’t think that I would actually find it. He gave me awful clues towards its location. I couldn’t find it. He laughed often at the agony not being able to find it was causing me. I narrowed it down to one floor of the house. I searched for two days. On the second day a friend came over to help. We could not find it. We looked everywhere, twice. We climbed things. We broke things. I poured out the sugar. We could not find it. We gave up. He called on his way home. He gave me another clue. I called my friend and shared new clue. She gave a suggestion. I followed the suggestion. I found the ring in a place we had both looked.. just not carefully enough.  He arrived at home. I handed him the ring. I made him propose. He asked me to be his wife. I said yes. #engaged.

Our engagement is SO perfect for who I am as a person and who we are as a couple.

We’re not the romantic couple, we’re not the PDA couple. We are not the traditional couple. 

Therefore..

Our engagement would not have felt right if it were romantic, or in front of a lot of people, or if he had planned some elaborate engagement that others were in on.

That is not us.

To those of you who judged our engagement, I want you to reflect on yourself and think about why our engagement causes that type of reaction from you.

Is it because you’re a hopeless romantic and you dream about flowers and candles and a fancy dinner? Good for you, but that’s not me.

Is it because you’re traditional and think it’s bizarre that he didn’t get down on one knee? Dude’s like 40, not sure his knees could handle it.

Is it because that’s not how you were proposed to? Good. I don’t want an engagement story like yours.

Our engagement was perfect for ME and that’s the way it should be. 

While I think it’s a shame that some of our friends were less supportive than I wish they would have been, I had a ridiculous amount of others that were beyond supportive, that loved my story, and who truly agree that this engagement was the engagement I was always supposed to have. You guys are the mf’in MVPs and I love you.

Stay tuned, ya’ll, because now I have to plan a wedding. And if you have ever found any enjoyment in watching me attempt to do anything in life, I’m sure you’re going to enjoy watching me attempt to plan a wedding. Could be comical. 

Until then, you can practice spelling my future last name: Moncecchi

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