- Last updated on October 30, 2009 at 10:07 am
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Here we are at someone else's wedding (Oh, and the Hotel Del Coronado to your right). I knew Charlie was the one for me, but I didn't know if I would ever get married. I felt that way for a long time, because I had been solo for so many years. Of course, being in college all of those years (6, to be exact) is a little distracting. It just started to alarm me when cousins and friends my age were getting married and having children. I figured I would wind up being the cat lady. I knew I was kind of nerdy, but I never thought I was that undesirable. Charlie saw something in me that no one else did. I saw everything in him that I had been looking for since I was a little girl. I always wanted someone kind, helpful, chivalrous, and funny, like my dad. My mom and him are the best of friends, and that was what I had been searching for. Charlie is my best friend. I would take nothing less in a husband.
I knew Charlie was "the one" one snowy night. There were blizzard-like conditions one evening, when I had gone over to his house to watch a movie. During the course of the evening, and the snow had finally stopped falling, the city plow had piled the snow up to my driver's side window. Before I left, Charlie put on his galoshes, winter coat, gloves, and hat, and trenched into the snow. He shoveled out my car completely, drove to the alley where it was clear. In the meantime, a truck had gotten stuck in a snowbank across the street. He walked over by the truck, and helped push them out. The people were perfect strangers, but he was willing to help. Who couldn't fall in love with someone that was so selfless? It would be impossible not to. I knew I wanted to marry him after that night.
It wasn't until April of 2009 that it happened, over a year after that day. We had our families together by his parents' place for Easter brunch. We planned on celebrating his birthday at the same time, so everyone brought presents. We all gathered together in the living room, mimosas and bloody mary's in hand, for Charlie to open his presents. He sat between my father and I. His mom brought in a Kohl's Department Store bag, in which was a wrapped present. He said to her, "I told you not to get me anything." While he was preparing to open the present, he started telling my parents about the prior evening. We had a conversation with some friends about joint bachelor/bachelorette parties. He said to my mom, as he started opening the present, "You know, I wouldn't want you to be at the bachelor party, but there are some things I do want you to be a part of..." He opened the box then, and said, "Like me asking your daughter to marry me." He opened the ring box then, and turned to me. I said, "YES! YES! YES!" I gave him the biggest squeeze and kiss. I didn't know if he would want to take the leap again, after his heart had been broken before. I was the happiest girl to know that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. I said to him before, "I don't have to be your first love, but I want to be your last."
We picked our wedding date not long after the engagement: June 26, 2010. A friend of our's was so generous and kind enough to offer his 15,000 sq. ft. home and 5 acre property for our wedding ceremony and reception. We're really excited!!! We have a lot marked off the list. Really, there are only 8 months remaining. We are having a tented wedding on the property, and have made all of the arrangements for that, along with the catering company, dj, florist, and photographer. I have my dress and accessories, and Charlie has chosen the suit for him and his men. We're feeling pretty calm right now, and I'm hoping it's not just "before the storm."
In June of 2009, our photographer, Patrick Manning, took some beautiful E-pictures. If you wish to use any photos on this portion of the page, please make note and give credit to Manning Photography. He truly is the best!
These are just some examples of the beautiful, photojournalistic work of Patrick Manning.