At last.

Its all said and done.

They found out sooner than we had planed or expected, and as I had feared, they responded more or less as we thought.

Father said "... Leave. Just get out."

Mother was "heartbroken" and was unsure of the apparently "sudden change" and refused to meet halfway, and try to make peace with everyone, only peace with some, and on her terms.

All because big brother, the one that we trusted, the only one we could trust, for reasons I can't wrap my poor southern-fried head around, totally betrayed that trust because he was "forced" to "do the right thing" or what he felt was right. I understand the mindset and the location of his heart, yet the facts bear either a more selfish or shortsighted reason, or a totaly foolish and innanely stupid process. Either way, it is not my offence to bear, although I have forgiven all at this point.

Because, this is the transition now, into the next stage for us.

I proposed on the 15th of November, and she said yes, and I slipped a little silver n gold ring over her knuckles, and kissed her hand. We've talked and taken stock of things since then, and we are now walking towards the next step towards forever.

My God above, I love her, and I am forever greatful, thankful, and adoring of her... thank you Lord for blessing me beyond any and everything I could ask or dream...

~ The Caleb Mac