Today marks three months to go to the biggest day of my life. A day that will change not only the city I live in but my last name too..
That’s right, I’m getting married…
Now I could say we have a corny love story to share but… Oh who am I kidding, this is as fairy tale corny as one can find. An unusual string of random events brought two complete strangers together and left us just a tiny bit winded.
Let’s set the scene. Around June of 2015, a groggy (and well medicated) girl in the grip of a strange illness finds herself randomly added to a Whatsapp group full of strangers. As usual my big mouth put me directly in the spotlight and the fact that all I could do was lay in bed I was probably the most active member in the group. Pretty soon the two of us moved our friendship off the group and I bagged myself a best friend and co-conspirator. The group probably rued the day we started talking. Thinking back, the two of us were the equivalent of a group of kids who spent the day devouring a candy stores entire contents and then washed it all down with a can of coke. We spoke about everything from cars to weddings and even pranked the group on more than one occasion. Never once thinking that a year later our pranks would be reality.
This amazing man would call me every day after my classes ended and talk till someone picked me up from varsity. These calls quickly evolved and we began video calling and learning the nuances of each others personalities. Perhaps the long distance gave us a chance to become best friends before falling in love or maybe it just removed the physical element for us so we’d be able to do things the right way.
Now I’ll skip all the boring stuff and get to the good stuff.
By the time we decided we wanted to be more than friends we’d already been acting that way for months. So it was pretty normal to us that our first meeting involved our entire families meeting each other. We were pretty confident that this was what we wanted and didn’t see the point in delaying it. So first meeting aside, I can say that I suddenly understand that cheesy “click” everyone always tells us about. You really do just know when the person is right. There’s a sense of virtue that encompasses the entire meeting. So, it was no surprise when his mum phoned mine to ask if we could “make it official” after the meeting. But the surprise was still to come.
You guessed it. In typical movie fashion he surprised me by showing up on the day turning the day into an engagement. Though we officially did the more traditional route (I’ll skip the sweetmeat feeding details), he made sure to catch me alone. In a cute moment sank down on one knee and asked me to be his…
And I (obviously) said “Hell Yes!”
Still glowing,
Brokebella
BrokeBella 