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More news to share. Of course your imagination goes right there, and then through a list of possibilities. But I stall, to share the twists and turns a bit. Cause it's funny how much you were there within all this. You've always been a great advocate for getting what we want. Holding out, not letting compromise limit our expectations. So when I was out there in December, soon after my birthday reprieve with Ash, it was a tough conversation to approach. Of course I respect your perspective, but I had my own to consider, that maybe compromise was worth the price, to get a lot if not all of what I wanted. And what I wanted was Ash - somehow in my life. Maybe not on the dotted line, but in all the glorious ways we easily shared. When I returned home to his airport pick up, we stopped fighting it, and fell back in pretty much. Without the label I'd been looking for, but I had to let that go, to get what mattered more. By the end of the week, however, we discovered I was pregnant. Another turn to take. It wasn't easy. December was a very tough time, measuring our connection against this disconnect. No longer two dots on a line, now triangulated, it was a whole new equation to consider. I remember being so upset that I wasn't being offered what I really believe I deserve and need, and my lovely friend asked, "is there anything else you can bring to this for another perspective." I shook my head in doubt, and came up with "Patience." As though the thought had not crossed my mind. So with Patience I continued to carry our kid, and hope that we would find our way. And we did finally find our footing and quickly that really took hold. Our middle ground wasn't actually such a compromise after all, but rich and wondrous and just what we both really wanted. By January Ash was that proud papa, and perfect partner. And I was content to enter this as happily unmarrieds.
I had just gotten used to the idea that I might not ever get married. And then this weekend, on Saturday, Ash asked me to marry him. I did not expect it in a 100 years. But in a grand and gorgeous gesture, he proposed to me at a party I produced in front of 300 of my closest friends. First quietly and then three times so it would soak in. I said YES. A lot, And buried myself in his arms, crying kissing laughing and still in complete disbelief. And then he turned to the great big room and cleared his throat and announced to all, to my huge surprise "Hello, I have an announcement to make. To old friends and new, my name is Ash and my girlfriend Hilary just accepted my proposal of Marriage." The crowd went wild. With that I guess it did sink in. We're getting married. We received so much love from everyone all night long. I love him so. We are so adorable and strong and sweet these days. And I am so proud of both of us for being aware and brave and making it through all the little turns we've taken to now take the biggest of them all. I'm ready for a whole new life. I've enjoyed the first few chapters so well, I can gladly turn this page. We get to have a wedding even, and I will gladly take his name, Mrs. Hilary Peltier. Whoa, that's the first I've uttered that. or Hilary Nichols Peltier maybe. We'll be a family within this year. I can still hardly believe it.
We spent Sunday at Mer's with the kids in our laps loving this all up, and fighting over who will hold our baby as we walk down the aisle. Cleo says since she's the flower girl she ought to carry our other flower girls. Though I know this little Lucky may be a boy. They called him uncle Ash. It's all I've ever wanted really. My vision is for a casual event, in a park. Easy. Either late October with our brand new babe, or early next spring. How's your April '09? Though I can hardly wait. Simple, sweet and sentimental is all I have planned so far. It's all too new to know. But we've both never been happier. He cried when he told his dad, and I wipe a tear with you too.
It's not always perfect. We've left and re-entered, lost then found again the best of it. Sometimes the trade off is simply partnership, and then we stumble back into Bliss. I feel so lucky to be loved so. And damn, I am smitten with this man.
I will include Ash's letter to my dad, for a bit of his take on it. I do wish you could hear the telling from him too, cause he tells it so well. It was all very impromptu I think. He says, the words just kept bubbling up and he'd swallow hard and shake it off, but finally decided he'd feel like a fool till he spoke it. And so he did. There at Cell Space on 3/29. No ring, no plans, but what a proposal.