It does happen for a reason.
I've been stuck in Stamford for the day and I am glad I did. I finally heard that story that everyone is dying to hear from their parents.
The story about how your parents met.
This was especially awkward to bring up in my family because we don't talk about things like this all that often.
I admit I've wondered how it happened, but I wasn't sure I really wanted to know.
Apparently they met through some singles matching thing. Basically online dating without the online. To be fair, as cheesy as it might sound, it worked. My dad is two of four siblings (another is a priest) to be married and not divorced. My mom is one of six siblings to me married and not have divorced.
The proposal was so bad it should go in a movie. It was the exact opposite of how I would plan it. Apparently my dad said "So how is it going? Would August work?" My mom didn't catch on right away but after a little bit of time she did. Apparently my dad didn't even have a ring. To his credit he did figure out how to have my mom's grandmother's stone to use.
My parents met like that and the proposal was as unromantic as possible.
I am lucky for all, or any, of the social skills that I might have.
They say that apples don't fall far from the tree. In this case, I hope it does. I hope that I have more social skills and a much better proposal for the person I would spend my life with.
Knowing myself I would probably go so far over the top on a proposal. So far over the top. It would probably be on a mountain, with rose pedals and candles and just so far over the top that two things would happen. It would only happen in a movie, and she would say no.
If I do something, I usually go over the top, because my aim is always to be the best ever in anything that I am passionate about.
Wasn't about sports, but too bad. It was too good of a topic to not write about.
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