I haven’t actually received a marriage proposal from my other half yet. Still, I’m a firm believer in that old adage, “good things come to those who wait.” I even have some anecdotal proof to shore up that belief!
On my blog, I assign code names to my partner and my children. I call my partner “Lara” because, during my battle with cancer, she was at my side battling right along with me. Therefore, she is “Lara Croft, the Tumor Raider.” It’s our little joke around here.
Despite giving up everything and rearranging her entire life to take care of me while I was sick, Lara and I are in a “new” relationship. Yes, we’ve known each other 20 years. But she didn’t ask me to be her girlfriend until after chemotherapy had ended. She didn’t want chemo brain to affect my response. We waited nearly a year to become a couple.
Now, we have settled into our life together – free of illness. Friends called us, cheering, when gay marriage was legalized in California. They felt that there should be a wedding immediately, if not sooner.
We are in no rush. We have been laying our foundation, building ourselves into a family unit. Thus far, marriage proposals have been bandied about only as an endearment. At least once each day, from wherever I am, I ask Lara, “will you marry me?” to which she replies “right now!”
We will know when it is our time to merge our lives, not only emotionally as we already have, but legally in the eyes of God and man.
It is absolutely worth the wait to do this in the way that is right for all of us. I have a sneaking suspicion that she already knows what my answer will be.