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Fiance.
I've been trying out that word a lot in the past day or two, and discovering that it really sounds and feels different from saying "girlfriend."
Fiance has such a strange, new ring to it. There is an undeniable feeling of taking a new step forward in the hopscotch of life. It's uncharted, not entirely unexpected, and will probably prove to be exciting in any event. I have to say that after seeing and reading of so many failures in relationships, marriages and love these days, I'm not without my concern. Yet I'm not without great optimism and hope in what Melissa and I share together lasting until the ends of our days.
Or until I'm old and senile and forget that I have pants, let alone a wife.
It won't be this week that it all happens. It may not be this month. Heck, it may even take a year or so to pass before the actual ceremony occurs. But this is our commitment to each other, and the promise that one day it will happen. I'm thrilled to know that Melissa wants to wear our engagement ring. Likewise she's thrilled that I opted to not tattoo "Melissa" and "Phillip" in big black letters on each of my thighs.
I'm sure that in the future both Melissa and I will ask ourselves, "Just what did I see in you, and why did I agree to this?" There will be all sorts of fun, wanted and unwanted, as we prepare a wedding and adjust to living together. All these adult things are necessary, and can come in due time. I'll be ready to tackle them.
But for the moment, let me bask in this child-like awe and wonder at what it means to have a fiance.
posted by Phillip at 2:08 PM
