Weddingbee Blog

Dear Weddingbee,

DJ and I met at the beginning of my summer vacation from college and had a wonderful time dating for the rest of it, but my semesters spent half an ocean plus a continent away took a toll on us. I couldn’t handle the stress of school without someone there to hold my hand, give me hugs, and tell me it would be okay. Plus, I had an ex-boyfriend there telling me that I should be with him and not with this DJ-guy I had just met. DJ never retaliated, never told me that I shouldn’t go back to my ex, never used his devotion as leverage. While back from school, I decided that I couldn’t be true to him over the course of a long distance relationship. As much as I wanted to be with DJ, our future seemed too painful, so I broke up with him.

The next morning, I went shopping with a friend. Her company helped me get my mind off of the situation. When I came home, I was in for a surprise-my doorstep was covered with goodies. He left a bouquet of red roses, a stack of magazines that he knew I would love reading, a couple of books, a USB controller we had picked out together, and a little box with a shiny gold ring. He explained to me that the ring was his promise to love me always. I was the envy of the other girls at work, because what guy would give a ring to the girl who put his heart through a food processor and then broke up with him? The point is that DJ literally loved me unconditionally, rain or shine, together or broken up. If I thought that chasing after another guy would truly make me happy, then he would support me and go as far as to talk me through my decision in order to make me more comfortable.

Luckily for me, I wasn’t too blind to see that he was the best thing in the world. One and a half years later, DJ flew up to my graduation ceremony with an engagement ring. Now, we’re almost halfway through our longest [and hopefully last] period of time living apart. We expect to get married as soon as he can finish his degree and move to live near me. I look forward to taking care of him for many years, knowing that no one more supportive could be taking care of me.

-Cheryl