One up
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Today is our anniversary. One year year ago today my lovely (patient, kind, enduring, congenial, practical, wise, diligent, and among many other things beautiful) wife HB and I slipped on over to Blanket, TX on a Friday night to “tie the knot.” With the Honorable Greggory Risse officiating and his Pee Wee there as a witness, we quaintly began our life together via an “elopement.” A year later, as I sit in a state of reflection, I affirm the truth of Proverbs 22:18. Heather is my Good Thing.
Now on to the matter indicated by title (a matter of much less significance!).
There can be little for us to do in order to one up the genesis of our life together. But “little” leaves room for a few possibilities!
When we first discovered that HB was pregnant, I was in the middle of a job hunt. My latest prospect took us to Houston (where we shacked up for the weekend with the always hospitable and entertaining T-Shawn and Stepho Jones). As we contemplated a possible job offer and subsequent relocation, the pregnancy, I began to propose the following idea to Heather. If the job was offered (and then accepted) and she was indeed pregnant, let’s not tell anyone about her condition! It seemed only fitting that we neglect to advertise the pregnancy, keeping in line with our marriage plans. The interview took place in May, so there would be no outward indication to anyone that HB was pregnant till long after we were settle in Houston.
Isn’t that the ultimate one up to eloping?!?! Imagine the first realization of family and friends of the impending child being the noticeable evidence that is HB’s ever growing belly as we visit for the holidays OR the actual birth of the child? Now wouldn’t that be the best of surprises?!?! Oh I reveled in the possibility of this becoming a reality.
Now I understand that the are health related issues that are to be considered in this process, in addition to the sharing of exciting news of such nature. But aside from that, I thought it would have been delightful to see the expression on folks faces as they realized the fast one we pulled this time.
But alas, it was not to be. No job was offered. Relocation was postponed. News was shared. And the earth kept spinning. Outside of the slight disappointment of not getting to pull that that stunt, I can honestly say (does the over claim of honesty imply dishonesty at all other points?) that I’ve had a most wonderful year with The Good Thing the Lord made especially for me.