The Engagement Story: Behind the Scenes (the final installment)
Welcome to the fantastic conclusion of the behind the scenes engagement story! I hope you’re proud of me! Because I finished writing it. I didn’t have to, you know. Could have just left you hanging. I thought about it, but I’m kind.
Wow. Not even a smile or a friendly clap, huh? I see how it is. It’s fine. It’s cool. Doesn’t even bother me. Unfazed out here. Just gonna sit there wit ya reading self. Hmpht.
How I Got My Man (For Real This Time)
Hey guys! So, as I heard from many of you, I frustratingly left you mid-story in my last post. To do a quick summary, I told you about how my life was an absolute mess and I was looking for a handsome man to call my own under every rock, stone, or pebble in the DMV (DC, MD, & VA for those who don't live here). It didn't work. It took some time before I realized that it wasn't them that was the problem, but it was me. So I turned to God and blocked out everything else. I told myself that I would not date or even look for a date for a year. For all the juicy details, you can check back to the last post if you haven't read it already.
The Engagement Story: Behind the Scenes, Pt 3
At this point, I had purchased the ring and gotten the stone set into it. The next step was to plan the actual proposal. Figuring out how I was going to propose to Beverly was no easy task. The thing about proposals is you only get to do them once ever in your entire existence as a human (if you’re handling things properly anyway). So, in my mind, I had to figure out something that would be affordable, manageable, but also specially tailored to reflect Beverly and create a memory that she would cherish. What I ended up actually doing, however, will not sound like it was affordable, manageable, or even possible. But that is the kind of thing you can do when you give your story over to God. More on that later.
How I Got My Man
Let's rewind to about this time in 2013. I was having some of the best experiences of my life. Experiences I still look back on with a smile. I was going to be working with a major recording artist in the official events of the Inauguration weekend. I attended THE Inaugural Ball (which is a crazy funny story between my best friend and I). I joined the Young Adult Choir at FBCG. That first rehearsal I accidentally sat on the alto side of the choir stand. I've been trying to work my way back over there ever since. All that, and yet the relationship between my boyfriend and I was an absolute mess.
There are too many stories than you have time to read
The Engagement Story: Behind the Scenes (pt 2)
I’m baaaaacckkk! (This is Rob, in case that was unclear…which it might have been…). If you read my first post, all the decisions I was making regarding the design and purchase of Bev’s engagement ring probably all seem like sound decisions. I found out what kind of ring Bev liked, what made a diamond valuable and how to purchase one wisely, altered some of my spending habits, and ran everything past Bev’s best friend. But let’s please keep in mind that even with all that, I still don’t have money for this. And I have to keep this entire process a secret. All this new stuff I’m learning, and I can’t say a word of it to the person to whom I tell everything every single day. And the real challenge is that I can’t even really scale back our Adventure Saturdays, dates, and other spending that involves her, because the moment I do that, she’ll know something’s up.
Adventure Saturday
How do you find the time to date when, between the two of you, you minister most Sundays and you have at least 18 rehearsals a month? Oh, and you both have full time jobs. Enter: Adventure Saturday!
Adventure Saturday happened entirely on accident. Rob and I were sitting down to work out our schedules and organize our lives one day at Panera when we realized that there was one Saturday out of the month that we did not
The Engagement Story: Behind the Scenes
So if you haven’t read Bev’s version of this story yet, you probably shouldn’t read mine. That would be like watching the behind-the-scenes special features on the DVD before watching the actual movie. Which is lame. So don’t do that.
Besides, I’m not going to tell you the story in the order Bev experienced it. I’m going to tell you the story in the order in which it actually took place.