The Best Christmas Wish– Realized

by Jordan Spencer Cunningham on

There is one thing I have sometimes thought would never happen. A Victorian man stuck in the 21st century can’t just marry anyone– she has to be a divine soul he fits with, you know. It turns out she was sitting right under my nose this whole time (or rather next to me at the table or in a picture or just a few streets away, depending on the time of day).

To put it simply, Lisa and I love one another more than we can say (I’m working on learning Elvish since that language is a little closer to how we feel; she said that Railroad Morse Code won’t make the cut), and she has accepted (very excitedly) my proposal that we marry one another. I took her up into my treehouse filled with about 200 candles, had our song playing in the background, told her how I feel, and asked on my knee with an old-fashioned ring for her to be mine. Now that ring sits on her finger, and she can’t stop looking at it, even when she has gloves on.

UPDATE: Here is the proposal video I made. I think all readers will enjoy this. For those curious, the song is a cover of “Wouldn’t It Be Nice” by Julien May.

 

 

 

 

We’re going to go Christmas tree shopping soon, too.

This is one of the few times you will see pictures of me on this blog, so drink them up.

(Feel free to click on the photos to see them full-sized. Warning: they are somewhat massive, so, unless your computer is pulling from the CDN, the download will likely be slow from my home server.)

What's this ring in the treehouse doing with all those candles?

What’s this ring in the treehouse doing with all those candles?

Here's a closeup of that ring

Here’s a closeup of that ring

Just after she said she'd love to

Just after she said she’d love to

We are deliciously happy. And a little dazed. But mostly deliciously happy.

We are deliciously happy. And a little dazed. But mostly deliciously happy.

 

I promise not to become the man at 1:45, though I’ll certainly be secretly thinking it within myself.