Life IS sweet.

True to form, I write less when things are really (dare I say it again) really good. (Also, when I am very busy and feel like writing in here would be counter-productive. Nonetheless. It’s time to write.)

This has easily been the most life-changing year of my life to date. I am constantly learning with my business endeavors and realizing things that I never thought possible are soon possible (like hiring employees! what?! and actually enjoying living in PA. DOUBLE WHAT?!). 2011 is my investment year, but we can talk about that at the end of the year. (Invest in yourself, people.) (Especially you, dreamers & entrepreneurs.) Birdhouse has leaped to such great heights in just one year of going full-time with it and I couldn’t be more stunned. I decided one night this past winter that I was going to start hosting a series of wedding shows for creatives. So now there’s that, too. And then my forever-hanging-on dreams and projects like this mini-comic for NEW TERRITORY (sorry, Alex) and THE YELLOW BIRD. And the children’s books. And the list goes on. (YEESH.) But what I never planned for this year, that became the biggest and most important investment, was our engagement.

Mark Wallace. I knew it was you since the moment I first talked to you on the phone, when you interviewed me, long-distance in Italy, for an internship at WITF-TV. Amy warned me about you, said I would like you… a lot… and she was right. (Like you, she is always right.) (I should just listen to the both of you, always.) The old sentiment is true that real love presents itself when you least expect it – when you are finally ready for it, and not searching. I must have been the world’s worst intern, because I avoided you like the plague, knowing you and I both had serious relationships. I didn’t want to like you for that reason alone but liking you wasn’t my choice. It was just written that way. Somehow, it worked that when we actually did start talking to each other, we were no longer in those serious relationships. Somehow, after years of approaching guys and getting turned down, I still had the gusto in me to give it one last shot with you… because I knew – I just knew – you couldn’t turn me down. It wasn’t even possible (in my mind), because even without knowing you, I knew that there was no one in this universe better for you than me (and better for me than you). Somehow, it only took one phone call for you to see it, too. It is possible to fall in love on the phone and to know your path before it has even begun. (For some us, the more intuitive, almost cosmically aligned ones, this is just natural.) Anyone else may have found it weird/odd/IMPOSSIBLE to share dreamworlds, secret hopes and be another person’s muse from states away. November 2008 was easily the most magical month we will probably ever live and there is no other way to explain it than that.

See, a month before we started talking, you met a woman who told you you were going to meet a fish who would change your life forever and make you happier than anyone has ever made you. And I had a dream about losing the single-most important person in my life and then you were there… around the corner, waiting for me, reading poetry for me… and then a woman in a wedding dress came over to me and gave me a ring, from you. All of this before we even actually had a date. (For some, the stars just align because we are driven by them.)

My entire life has been preparing me for the person that you are and the person that you make me. It is beyond my wildest dreams to say that I am going to marry someone with such an open mind, so creative, so music-oriented, so fair, so honest, so focused, so supportive who pushes me to be me… someone with such a fantastic family… the list is just endless. Mark Wallace. Man of my dreams. Because of you, life IS sweet.

September 16, 2011

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