Zane and I danced around the "M" word for about a month.
Little phrases and words implying a mutual future. Dates planned months ahead of time. I have a journal entry for every occasion Zane inched towards the big M.
I tried to pinpoint the moment Marriage became a spoken topic, so I could help my friend move his own process along, but could not.
I asked Zane if he remembered, he didn't even hesitate.
I came to visit him at work, took a seat on his lap, and said "I want to marry you. Just wanted to say it out loud."
And marry we did. 3 months later.
Thank goodness someone said it.
Sometimes I wonder where that blunt and brave girl went.
I haven't seen her in the mirror lately.