Meggie and Morgan
Meggie and Morgan[three_fifth] [dropcap color=”rosy”]W[/dropcap]e’ve known each other for 10 years, dated in high school… broke up… got back together 6 years later and been dating for 3 years so I was pretty sure it was going to happen one of these days. Morgan Phillips (the ONE) casually invited me for dinner to celebrate my birthday 2 months late (I kept cancelling all the celebrations so God bless him for his persistence). He came over to fetch me, thinking it was THE night I had gone out of my way to look good and to my disgust he showed up in jeans and a t-shirt. Knowing this old school boy of mine I knew he’d never propose to me so casually so all my hopes of the night were left shattered. Not to mention is lack of enthusiasm to even go… the boy is a talented actor let me tell you.
Anyway, after dragging his feet to the car and “getting us a little bit lost” we arrived at Moyos at Zoo Lake for a nice vegetarian dinner. We sat at a reserved table and ordered our drinks and dinner. Not long after that he announced that he needed to go to the toilet and off he went. TEN MINUTES later, an anxious girl was still sitting alone at the table. Within seconds of me sending him a text to see if he was still alive, a waiter handed me a scroll which had directions to where I needed to go.
The Past Station
I found the first station, on a bridge overlooking a beautiful garden, there was a rose, a candle and a scroll that had a chain that I gave him when we were still in high school and the scroll read: “You knew from the very beginning, thank you for believing in us” and more directions.
The Present Station
The next station there was another rose, another scroll and a pair of socks (we have sock fights because we’re epic like that :P) that read: “I not only love you, I love the person I am when I’m with you. Thank you for the laughter” and directions to the next station.
I approached a bench along side the lake, streaks of lightening bolts lighting the pitch black sky, on this bench was a candle and a ring box. I looked around to see if Morgan was anywhere there, no sign of him… the thought “typical, he’s late for his own engagement” crossed my mind as I giggled to myself opening the box… I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and looked down… only to find a letter folded inside. I opened it and read: “now turn around, and look across the lake” as I turned, I saw my future standing there, in a suit and tie (and yes… he changed in the bushes)
I walked across the bridge to get to him, as I approached him the beautiful sound of a violin and guitar flooded my ears and our very precious friend Matthew Lewis was singing “Turning Page” by Sleeping At Last, the song that I will be walking down the aisle to. When I reached Morgan, he recited this poem:
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep
– Pablo Neruda
He then got down on one knee, presented me with a ring, and asked me to marry him. I said yes and the Heavens opened, we spent our moment dancing in the rain… The most incredible moment of my entire existence <3
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